It's said that when you're pregnant your brain gets a little scrambled.
And well, this was an off day.
Bradley and I drive a lot. Not anywhere exciting, just the same place maybe six times a week. Our drive from home to work and school in Provo is about 30 miles, so we drive at least 60 miles everyday except Sunday.
Being Friday, we made that same ol' drive today.
Got to work, couldn't find my badge. My job is like the Temple of Doom for books so we need to have a badge to get back to work. Without it, you're asking to be shot by poison arrows and chased by a giant boulder. True story.
So in the interest of my livelihood (and in the interest of actually earning money), I start sobbing. Uncontrollably. Pregnancy has me crying at everything, I'm not kidding. Luckily I had a sweet husband saying every wonderful thing he could. I eventually sucked it up, and decided to make the long drive back home to get my badge and that I'd simply work later to make up the hours I'd be missing.
Brad and I currently live with my parents, so when I walk in my dad--who had seen me barely an hour ago leaving the house--naturally asks why I'm back.
"I forgot my badge again," I say. (This is due to the fact that I already forgot it earlier this week. I know, I should just be put out of my misery and let the world move on!)
I begin looking and it's nowhere to be found. My mom comes down the stairs to help me in the search when she pauses and says, "Um... isn't that it around your neck?"
Um, yeah. It totally was.
I am a moron.
I then proceeded (in true emotional pregnant lady fashion) to sob my whole car ride back to Provo.
But it's totally funny now. What in the world are we going to do with me? I really hope this "pregnancy brain" thing is true, because otherwise I'm just an idiot all on my own and that would really suck!