I forgot something rather important!

I don’t know about you but one of the things I hate the most in this world is sitting in a hot car.  I feel totally claustrophobic and near suffocation if I don’t have enough cold air in a small space.  As a result I am kinda weird in the summer about getting Tiara in and out of the car.  I figure if I hate it so much she must feel the same as i do.  As a result, I am always extra cautious to keep her cool, especially since she can’t sweat because of where her tumors are located in her brain.

Every time we get back in the car from doing something I always help her in first,  then run around and start the car, pump up the air conditioning and then go load my car up with groceries or whatever else we have.  I do this in reverse when I am getting her out of the car.  Well, today something kinda funny happened. 

We were going to meet my friend for a walk and it was already super humid out.  Once we pulled up to the street where we meet her, I stopped the car and since she wasn’t there yet I decided to leave the car running while I got out the wheelchair.  As I was doing this I was also on the phone with my sister and packing up our bag for the walk.  Typical Mom, multitasking.  As I finished getting everything together my friend pulled up.  I got Tiara out of the car and put her in the wheelchair, adjusted her iPod, hung up the phone with my sister and greeted my friend.

I thought I locked my car and we took off walking.  An hour later we got back to my car and as I go to open the car door I realize it is unlocked and then was hit with a blast of cold air as I open the door  WHAT?  I then heard the radio and realized I had just left my car unlocked and running on a busy street for an hour.  Everything in the car was exactly as I had left it, filthy and filled with melted crayons and popcorn, so all was good but I was pretty surprised I did such a thing.  I guess the lesson is that if you have a hybrid you should always double you have turned off the engine since you can’t hear it running.

On another note, we have had some bad news regarding out real estate transaction this week.  We are hopeful it will work itself out but an interesting thing occurred when Patrick told me the news. 

I could tell by his voice it wasn’t good news and once he told me, I really didn’t feel much.  I wasn’t mad, sad, frustrated, angry or surprised.  The fact that this “thing” happened, just seemed normal.  This whole selling our house thing has gone picture perfect until this moment and I finally realized that is why I have been feeling so stressed. I am not used to having things go smoothly, nor is Lou.  Once there was a  hitch in the plan, that felt more “normal” to me. 

Ever since yesterday I have stopped worrying about the transaction even though it should be just the opposite.  I should be stressed and frantic, but I’m not.  It’s as if fourteen years of being Tiara’s mother has trained me to only deal with bad news, find a solution and react accordingly.  I guess I should thank her for another lesson learned.  Boy, that child has given me more than a lifetime of lessons.  When do you think I will be done learning my lessons, I’m kinda ready?

Have a wonderful day!

xoxo tiffani