CONFESSION OF A 'REBEL' MOM

Today, after dropping Little T off at daycare, my gas gauge ‘ding-ding-dinged’ and reminded me that I needed to dump some money into it.   So I headed to the gas station with only a few minutes to spare before I was supposed to be at work.  Now…in my defense…(and I WILL need defense later).. 99.9%  of the time when I buy gas, I pay at the pump.  Remember that.  Please.  It’s all I’ve got.  ;)

Now…...I pumped my gas and started toward work, but then I pulled up in the parking lot and looked down at my console where the nice, crisp $50 bill was lying, with which I was going to pay for my gas.   <WHAT?????>   Panic…yes!….back out of the parking lot….ok, not so slowly….eek!!!…and headed back across town to the gas station where… (because my guilt-ridden mind is going crazy!!!...) .....I expect the police to have already been called because of the ‘blonde renegade in the Yukon  just ‘jacked’ gas'.  :/

Luckily…when I arrived at the gas station/convenience store…NO ONE was there.  Just me and the clerk.  Whew!!!!  So, I walk in with my nice $50 bill in my hand and say…”I just messed up ROYALLY!!!”   Then proceeded to explain to her that “I ALWAYS….ALWAYS!!!...pay at the pump.  I’m so sorry….”   (I was ready to shed tears….if needed….)  ;)

Now…here’s the odd part…..she was smiling.   Yeah….crazy, huh???  She had a piece of paper in her hand and she said “I was just writing down that I missed this….and I was PRAYING that that person would show back up and pay…I just kept praying they would.”…..More smiling…… Then, she got contagious.  

So, I smiled.  Again…”I’m SO sorry!!  But THANK YOU for praying!!!!  It worked!!”    She said….”Have a great day!”….I said.. “You too.”       (I am SO glad God tapped me on the shoulder when He heard her prayer!)  J

Now...please add into my defense the fact that I have been ‘head-cold sick’ for 5 days, and that ‘school supply shopping’ affected my brain a bit last night.   Also….if it pleases the Court….let me add that 90% of the time, I have my kids with me when I’m getting gas, and WHEN I DO pay at the pump and then I start leaving…..and because he doesn’t see me pay like that….Big T usually says…”Mom, did you pay???”   And I get to say “Yes…I used my card, Bud.”  :)   

I do have a conscience….he’s just usually sitting in one of my passenger seats.  :)

Ummm…do me a favor?   PLEASE don’t tell him about this.  I will NEVER, EVER live it down.  ;)

Love,

Sort-of-a-Rebel Mom G 

J