A Day Alone!

Why is it that when we moms are at our breaking point all we ever want is a day alone, then we get it and we are lost. Today the boys went to South Garland MDO and I was alone. Not for lack of trying, called some old friends to try and set up lunch and it just did not work out. At the time I was stressed and thought... you know a day to myself will be nice. All I found out about a "day to myself" is that it is expensive. Shopping is boring by yourself, I think I would even choose to have Travis with me rather than be alone. He is a pretty good shopping buddy! Something I did experience while trying on bathing suits at Kohl's is worth blogging about though...As I walked alone through the store I hear the shouts of a mother calling for "Joseph..Joseph.." Having that motherly instinct I quickly turn to look hoping that this child is not truly lost. Oh-no he is about 18 months old in a sagging wet diaper that hangs out one leg of his shorts and is running loose through the store. He quietly says "Wha..What" Every time his mother calls him. Now let me paint this picture for you... she is not actually searching for him as she calls she is merely telling him where she is, she is still shopping. I quickly retreat to another department hoping to avoid the family all together, remember I am ALONE today. Much to my surprise, not, I can hear them all over the store. As I enter the fitting room I hear yet again Joseph, and see his little head pop out from under a dressing room door. GREAT! I have three bathing suits in hand and the fear of a little head coming under my door all of a sudden makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. The calling continues and it is now a game that needs SUPER NANNY! He then starts slamming the fitting room doors and giggling, Mom is trying on clothes and I am sure is about as dressed as I am when SLAM, and my door pops open, yes, OPEN. You see at this store you do not have the integrity of a lock only the assumption that the person will look for feet before walking right in on you. OH Crap! Bathing suit top in one hand and door handle in the other I close it in record time. No I say "EXCUSE ME!" and the mom screams another name and some expletives in Spanish. Yes I do still remember those! "JOSEPH!" in a man's voice this time, well there is dad! I know the mother is horrified and proceeds to tell the man that he is useless. I get he impression this is not his only flaw! That was the last I heard of Joseph, but I am sure he will be around again. As for me I bought the suit! BIG SURPRISE! I am thinking of finding a door closing competition, I think I broke some world record today!!