we got to bed at a decent hour, finally drifting off and a car alarm goes off, blaring loud. is blaring a word? i peek out into our little area [we live in this little chunk of apartments in this neighborhood, 3 buildings, around 15 apartments, limited parking. i actually like it and i know everyone around us and it's comforting] anyhow i don't know if it was one of our neighbors cars but the point is i got up and looked so was disrupted.finally falling back to sleep and saylor starts to cry. he stopped in like 30 seconds,didn't even wake up but of course since it woke me up i got up to peek on him anyway.he's fine of course. and i thought-it'd be ironic if someone texts or calls me cuz that'd be the other thing to wake me up.sure enough at 11:30 my lovely brother texts me something completely random.we text back and forth, he apologizes for waking me up, was just pooping and trying to entertain himself.good brother,good times.he can text me anytime he wants.
woke up briefly saying bye to colin,then again to him calling at 630am in a pickle.needed coverage at his store. well heck ya i'll work with my husband in charge... juju was all about watching saylor.so i'm scrambling trying to get stuff together for me and the little guy and can't find my keys anywhere. colin and i interchange keys alot and i had a hunch that mine were somehow left in the passat.with colin.far far away. i call judy to say i won't be there as i don't have keys.pause.she offers to pick me up.oh yes please! i mean,how sweet.of course she was all about it because she wanted to be with saylor.it was kinda random and funny but i'm glad i got to work with colin. it just felt like hanging out.and drinking coffee.and they all had fun playing with saylor of course.his sister gave him a bath in their sink and he played drums of course.and yep,my keys were in the passat.