So I was awake all night, right? Working at the hospital? I go to the garage, pay my ticket, have 15 mins to leave. Get to car, can’t find keys in backpack. Oh jeez – forgot I left them in shopping bag upstairs. Trek all the way back, 7-10 mins, with backpack still on back. Look in shopping bag. No keys. What? Look in backpack again, harder. Oh there they are. Walking back to garage now. Nice cashier lady said she would print me another ticket because I have long used up my 15 ninutes. But wow, do I feel stupid. I just had to share.
Okay, in car now. Getting gas so I can make it home. Only $3.59. Fabulous headache that I’ve had since 6pm is still there. At least I have cinnamon gum. Cinnamon gum is good. I go through phases of liking it.