As I've mentioned, I've been sick for the last two weeks. (Thankfully I'm pretty much back to normal now!) One day last week (the first week of my illness) I had had a pretty rough day. I felt awful, my kids at school were pretty difficult, and Mason had started whining the second we got in the car. Oh, and did I mention that I was out of cold medicine and I had to stop at Walmart on the way home?
So Mason and I stopped at Walmart and waited
forever in the line at the pharmacy to get the Advil Cold and Sinus that I so desperately needed, that they keep behind the pharmacy counter. Thankfully Mason had brought a book in to keep him occupied for a few minutes. We finally got up to the counter where they asked for my ID and signature to purchase the drugs. Can you guess where my ID was? Yeah, in the car. All I had brought in with me was my debit card. I told the lady that I didn't have my ID, and she said I couldn't purchase these drugs without it. Now, logically I know that she is just doing her job, and she has no choice but to ask for my license, but at this point I had
had it with this day, and well, I kinda got upset. I may have embarrassed myself a little, but I'll just leave it at that.
So, back to the car we went, since I knew I would be miserable if I didn't get medicine. I scooped Mason out of the cart and ran back to the car. As soon as I got out there, I realized that he didn't have his book, and he must have left it in the shopping cart. I grabbed my wallet and headed back inside. Do you think Mason's book was still there?
Of course it wasn't!
I asked the (deaf) greeter three different times if she had seen the book, and she hadn't. It wasn't an expensive book or anything, but I was really upset at this point. We went back to the pharmacy, waited in line again, and finally got my medicine, leaving Mason's little book somewhere behind in the store.
Fast forward to this week. I finally went to the doctor on Tuesday, and was diagnosed with a sinus infection. He gave me a prescription for an antibiotic, and once again I found myself at the Walmart pharmacy. They said it would be about an hour, and since Mason was still at daycare and probably still napping, I decided to just walk around the store. I browsed every aisle in that store, looking at toys and household items that I wished I could afford. I randomly walked down the book/magazine aisle, and just happened to look up at the top shelf of the children's books, and can you guess what I found?
Yep, there all by itself at the top of the children's book section was Mason's book! I grabbed it and smiled, but then realized that I probably couldn't just walk out with it. It didn't have a sticker on it or anything, and they don't sell that book at Walmart, so I knew it was his, but I didn't feel right just taking it. I walked around with it until I found a friendly looking employee, and explained the situation. She just laughed and told me to take it, and if anyone gave me trouble about it, to tell them to talk to her.
I know this is silly, but this random discovery of my baby's book sure did make my sick day a little better!
