Tuesday, March 31, 2009
I had a pretty good day yesterday. I took kids to preschool and I got them there on time. I remembered to get our car inspected and licensed and it wasn't even the last day of the month. Amazing. Most years you will find me doing that on the very last day of the month and at the very last hour of the day. It felt awesome to be doing it on the second to last day. Unfortunately, it didn't take nearly as long as I thought it would and so I had a lot of time to kill before I needed to pick up kids from preschool. I drove around a bit trying to think of anything I might need from the grocery store. After mentally ticking off the items in my cupboard and fridge, I realized I didn't "need" anything. Wow! I was quite pleased with myself for being so on top of things. So, I decided to go to Costco just to kill some time. I wandered around for an hour and bought a few things to put me even farther ahead on the shopping list. Hooray. I was finally forced to leave when Peyton started to get bored. Too bad. I still had around 50 minutes left before I needed to pick up the kids. What to do? What to do? It was then that I remembered I had a check in my purse that could be deposited and that there was a branch of my bank right across the street. I knew then that I was truly awesome and that this day was probably going to be one of the best days of my life. I actually remembered something again. That check had only come in the mail on Saturday. Normally, I would have carried it around in my purse for about a month before remembering to deposit it. Yes, I was totally awesome for first even remembering to put it into my purse for possible deposit and second, actually remembering that it was there. I drove to the bank and went to the drive thru. I signed the check, pulled out my id's and sent it all off in the tube. The teller's face then popped up on the screen to tell me hello. She was kind of giggling to herself and giving me a funny look. She wanted to know (stifled giggle) what I wanted to do with the check. Oh, I had forgotten to fill out one of the forms. I decided that was OK because just getting the check there was an amazing feat and I wasn't going to let that ruin my moment of glory. I told her to put it in checking. She said OK and sort of giggled again, which I found very odd. A few seconds passed and she popped back up and asked if there was anything else she could do for me (all while continuing to give me a funny look). I politely told her no and thank you and again puzzled over what was so funny. She sent my tube back out to me. I emptied the contents of it and then realized the big joke. I had sent her my debit card and my Costco card as my two forms of id. I'm so dumb. Thanks a lot for not telling me teller and for laughing at me instead. Oh well.