As the cold descended upon us, the Yoys looked for other, indoor activities to occupy our time.
One of our favorite after school activities is to hit up the small library branch across the street from our neighborhood.
The boys load up on books and I let them each check out one DVD. The DVDs have a quick turn around. You can keep them for seven days.
Unfortunately for us, day seven fell on day three of Atlantarctica. And I had not garnered enough courage to drive up my street (mountain for my Floridian friends).
But Mr. Yoy had to get into work. As he ventured out on Thursday I handed him two DVDs to drop off at the library. I breathed a sigh of relief, as our movies would be returned on time.
I have to admit, my mind was not functioning on all four cylinders. I had been homebound with my kids for way too many hours. I was running dangerously low on caffeine and alcohol. I was halfway hibernating to conserve energy and keep my long limbs warm.
I was cleaning up for the cleaning people yesterday (because I'm crazy), and I noticed that one of the library movies, Thomas Does insert lame activity here, was sitting next to the TV. Mocking me.
Two thoughts flooded my mind.
1) At $.10/per day, my mistake severely depleted our bank account by a third of a dollar!
2) What movie did I give Mr. Yoy to return to the library? I panicked! What if I returned Hunger Games? Or Pretty In Pink? What WAS I thinking?
I made the fatal flaw of thinking all of my thoughts aloud, which drove my sons into a panic.
DID YOU GIVE THEM SCOOBY DOO AND THE PIRATES?
WHAT ABOUT TOY STORY 3?
I CAN'T FIND MY MADAGASCAR 32!
They ripped open the DVD cabinet and began a frantic inventory of their movies.
The accidentally returned movie is still unidentified. We will hit up the library tomorrow after school and see if someone returned a random copy of Two Weeks Notice.
Until then I will drink lots of green tea and play many games of sudoku.
We cannot escape handing over tons of money to the government!
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