I had all intentions of sitting down and writing somewhat of a more put together post today, however, my day kinda went down hill after I got ran over by a 90 year old man's electric cart while standing in the check out line at the Piggly Wiggly.
I'm not talking he clipped my heals kinda run over, I'm talking he came out of no where, tackled me from the left, and knocked me to the ground.
I somewhat caught myself on the counter and jumped up to ask if he was okay. I seriously thought he was having a seizure or a heart attack or something, because why else would you knock someone over with an electric cart? After he asked if I was okay, he yelled over at the manager that "somethings wrong with this thing!"
Sure, Wild Bill. Sure there is.
Apparently that's his nickname the manager had given him. I think we could all agree its time Wild Bill's electric cart license is taken away.
(which is ironic because its the same nickname my Grandfather had)
Thankfully, I was alright and once I convinced the manager and cashier that I was okay (i.e. not going to sue them), I went out to my car and laughed till I cried. Because seriously.....how can you not laugh about getting ran over by an electric scooter?
And I thought the highlight of my day was a thirty minute argument with Olivia before school over the fact she couldn't wear her nightgown to school.
To answer the number one question I've been asked all day.....I was at the Piggly Wiggly because it is the closest store to us and I was buying diet coke and wine.
Maybe I should have taken that as a sign and just limped out of the store empty handed?
I swear this stuff only happens to me.
I think I'll be staying out of the Pig for awhile.