Nemma’s Diary

what a palaver!

30 Sep 2007 Leave a Comment

by Nemma in Day to day stuff, Family, fun, Funny stuff, general rants, Kids having fun, moans Tags: , asda, disaster, funny, giggle, kids, late, laugh, scream, trolley, wages, white post farm

Friday we decided to go to White post farm park with some friends from one of the M&B groups I sometimes go to.

Well,,,,

After getting up at 8.45 and realising I had to be meeting everyone at ten It went from one disaster to the next.

First of all the kids were being a complete nightmare. Wouldn’t get dressed, would under no circumstances co-operate with Mummy and were just in fowl moods. Jack was adamant he wanted wellies on but could I hell as like find one of them??? After a good 15 minutes worth of searching I found in down the back of the sofa (don’t ask)

I eventually got them into their clothes and packed the bag. At this point the plan was to go collect my wages, then nip to asda and get some picnic stuff. At this point we were only running about ten minutes late so I thought we would be there at 10.30 latest.

Easy!

Or so I thought…………………..

I got to work just as Rachel was walking out to the bank. She handed me my wage packet and dashed off to the bank.

I got out to the car and decided to double check how much was in there.

At this point it dawned o me that she had given me the wrong bloody wage packet! There’s another Emma who’s surname is Denyer so I can sort of understand how it happened. I went back in and left her wage packet there. BUT the safe was locked and rachel wouldnt be back for ages.

So I decided to go to asda and then nip back up on my way back through.

Eventually got parked up, fought jack in the usual battle to see if he will go in the trolley (As usual I won) walked round asda and then suddenly had Luke crying and wailing. He’d got his bloody foot stuck in between the seats of the trolley! (I swear to god whichever moron designed asda’s trolleys with child safety in mind deserves and award for stupidity!)

I had to try and get Jack out of the trolley, but his wellies were caught under the lip of the seat so I had to take them off, stick him on the floor and then try and prise Luke’s leg out. Poor kid was crying like mad at this point.

After a quick kiss and cuddle better I put jack back in, stuck his wellies on and continued on with the shopping.

Got to the checkout, rooted round in my bag for my purse, not there! I’d expected to have my wages so hadn’t bothered with my purse!

Trying extremely hard not to swear in front of my already unangelic enough like children I apologised to the checkout lady, walked back to the car and loaded them back in.

Pulled up outside and my phone started to ring. By this time it was 10.15.

As I reached into my bag for my phone, low and behold my purse was in there!!!!!! Tucked up in a clean new nappy!

By this time as you can imagine my hair was getting whiter and whiter by the minute.

So we drove back to asda and loaded them back into a trolley, fought my way to the checkouts (I hate friday shopping, full of ignorant old people who think because they are old you should give them priority) paid for the shopping and then discovered the lady giggling behind me as I was explaining my disastrous day to the checkout lady,  was my old next door neighbour from when I was little (20 years ago to be precise!)

Had a quick chat with her and filled her in on the latest news from our family introduced her to the boys and then went on our merry little way.

I then went to collect my wages and by the time we got there it was almost 12pm and I was knackered, stressed and ready for a coffee!

If I hadn’t have laughed I would have cried!