Keto crisis

8 Oct

We all left the house around 4:00 p.m.  The two girls and I were heading downtown to run Halloween-related errands, and Amanda was leaving early for a bachelorette party she had helped organize. 

I don’t often do errands with both kids in tow because, given a choice, I’d rather not buckle and unbuckle, load and unload, entertain and feed, while I’m trying to just get stuff done.  But since Michael is out of town, I’m on my own for handling that whining  witching hour before supper, and this was a good way to keep everyone occupied.

Jade had just woken from her nap (always a bit of a crank-fest then) and I had my hands full of baby and toys and keto snack and diaper bag and sundry, so I tossed out, “Lock the door please?” as Amanda came out of the house.

Since Amanda had premade both Jade and Halia’s food, I timed our return for about 5:45.  That would give me fifteen minutes to strip off boots and coats, wash hands, warm up and finish mixing food, and then serve it to my hungry birds.  I hauled everyone and everything up our front stairs… only to find that the large bunch of keys in my pocket did not include the house keys.

Leaving our purchases at the front door, I schlepped the kids four houses down to Heather’s place for an extra set of our keys.  (The ones that had been over at Tom’s house across the street had already been collected a couple of months ago when I forgot my keys on the sailboat, and — oops! — they were now hanging on the key rack inside the locked house.)  I got to Heather’s and she said, “No, we gave those back to you ages ago so that Ryan could get in.”  Riiiiiight, back in June, when we were in Ottawa and he was coming by to finish up some work.

Crap.  Crappity, crappity crap.

Suddenly, my boneheadedness wasn’t just a minor inconvenience, but a huge problem.  How in the world could I get Jade fed?  Heather offered the contents of her kitchen and pantry, but there is no way I can concoct a dairy and egg-free keto meal (without a scale!) at some random everyday kitchen.  No coconut oil?  No coconut milk?  No egg-free mayonnaise or dairy-free margarine?  Then enormity of not being able to get into my own house was like a punch in the gut.

I called Amanda’s cell and left a message.  I waited a few minutes.  I tried phoning again.  Then I tried the spa I knew she’d gone to, but it was after their regular business hours, so no one answered their phone. 

Thank goodness for living in a small town.  Heather let me leave Jade there (playing happily her kids’ toys and books) while I scooped up Halia and drove downtown to the spa, hoping I hadn’t misunderstood, hoping Amanda wasn’t somewhere else altogether.  I got a parking spot right in front of the spa, snatched Halia from her carseat, and raced up the stairs.  The bachelorette party appeared to be in full swing, but I spotted Amanda right away.  While I was driving downtown, she had gotten my message and was waiting to give me her set of keys.  (“I hope the rest of your weekend is better!” she wished me as I swooped back out the door.)

Halia was in full hissy-fit mode by the time I collected Jade, but by 6:30, both girls had were eating their suppers, and they were even in bed pretty much on time.

And me?  My neck and shoulders are incredibly stiff and I am thinking with much longing of that spa downtown.   Don’t you love it when a story has a good ending?  Because then you can look back on your own stupid self… and laugh.  But this older and wiser me is going to have a whole new strategy for keys from here on in.

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6 Responses to “Keto crisis”

  1. IndyComp0T1 October 9, 2009 at 5:06 am #

    OMG! That’s quite the ordeal! I’m so glad that everything worked out for you guys!

  2. Agata October 9, 2009 at 7:10 am #

    Hi Fawn,

    Glad everything turned out good. What a smart idea to leave a few sets of keys with 2 sets of neighbours:)
    At least you never locked your kids in the running car (because it was -45C)while going to the bank just to withdraw some cash… :))) take care and do go to the spa next time for a different reason:)

  3. allmycke October 9, 2009 at 7:15 am #

    “Planting” an extra key in a pot on the veranda worked fine for me – until it was in the dead of winter and the soil had frozen solid. Add more sand to the soil and that won’t happen…

  4. Barbara October 9, 2009 at 4:47 pm #

    My most recent similar story is too long and embarrassing to tell here, but know you are not alone.

  5. Jenny October 10, 2009 at 3:32 am #

    are you going to put a link to your new blog on this site? I saw you mention it on the keto support group site. I put off running 20 minutes away to get Naomi’s cream yesterday and then she ended up having to go to the Dr’s office and xray and I think I learned never to put it off again! Ended up having to run to get it when I was tired and wanted nothing more than to be home!

  6. Adventures In Babywearing October 10, 2009 at 7:44 am #

    I am so glad all was ok!

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