Today had an epicness about it. It all started when I found out we were going to get my phone. It was in Maryland due to me leaving it on the D.C Metro Railway and loosing it on the 4th of July. Might I add that it was not all my fault because I would not have lost it if Gordon and I hadn't forgotten the camera tripods and had to go back to get them which is when I also forgot my phone.
Bonnie was nice enough to take me to retrieve it from the Metro Lost and Found located about two hours away round trip. She is a blessing in so many ways and this is only one of them. I not wanting to waste the whole trip just sitting brought along the Bernhardt Wealth Management Newsletter envelopes and began putting stamps on them. Bonnie and I had wonderful conversations on this little adventure.
When I finally filled everything out and they gave me my phone back I tried to call mom. I had asked her a couple of days earlier if she would re-activate it after I knew where it was. ...My phone didn't work. :( I got this crazed robot voice saying I was unauthorized to call this number or something. What a snob robot. So I put it in my pocket and we headed home. I tried texting. It worked!! I asked my mom if she had activated it yet and she said that she actually did it about five minutes ago. So I called her really quick.
We got back to the office where everyone was really busy getting ready for meetings in the afternoon. So I went about my normal duties. And when it neared 6:30 I started bugging Uncle Gordon about going home early and riding his bike around the neighborhood. To which he finally consented nearer to 7:00. I rushed in the house, changed really fast, and rode around the blocks a few times.When I was done riding, at about 8:15 I drove into the street, parked the bike, and walked up to the house to open the door. ... But my key wouldn't turn... Try as I might to turn the key and re-insert it again, it just wouldn't turn. So I think, "Gordon! You gave me a phony key on purpose!" So I rang the doorbell. And to my surprise a woman of the continent of Asia opened the door. I immediately knew what I had done! I apologized frantically and said I must have come to the wrong house and that all the houses looked the same. She laughed and said something like, "That's alright. That key wouldn't have opened the door anyway. So no harm done." What a relief she wasn't upset!! Upon leaving her porch I remembered that Gordon lives were two little neighborhoods right next to each other looked exactly the same. I had picked the wrong neighborhood and the wrong house! When I got back home I told Gordon all about it between fits of hysterical laughter that looked to creep him out a little bit and when he finally understood he thought it was funny also. :D
Then we watched an episode of Quantum Leap and I went to bed. :)
