Jack in the Box

So today at work one of the girls was talking about Jack in the Box. I told her that I really liked their curly fries. For the rest of the day I kept thinking about the fries and how good they sounded. I picked Zoee up from the babysitter and decided to go get some dinner. I pulled up to the ordering thing and ordered a number 12. The chicken strips with curly fries. I was really excited to eat my dinner and glad that it would be quick and easy. I got to the window and started looking for my wallet so I can pay. I looked in my purse- no wallet. I rememberd I had taken it to the library in the diaper bag last night and luckily I had the diaper bag in my car. I am frantically looking for my wallet as the kid at the window just sits there and waits for me. My wallet is not in the diaper bag either. I looked on the back seat of my car hoping that it had fallen out or something but it wasn't there. I told the kid that I didn't have my wallet and couldn't pay for the food. He looked and me and said, "oh thats not good." I was so embarrased I didn't know what to say. He offered to give me the drink but I told him I felt bad for taking it without paying for it. He had it right there and told me that I might as well have the drink. I told him thanks but I didn't feel like I should take it. I told him I was sorry and drove away. I knew that he was probably going to blog about the kind of people he hates coming into his work. I knew I would be on that list....I order my food and then don't have any way to pay for it. I felt stupid.

As I drove away I started to cry. I don't know if it was because I was embarrared or mad at myself of just sad that I didn't get my curly fries. By the time I got home I was completely bawling. You know the kind where you cant even talk cause you are crying so hard and snot is running out of your nose. I was like that. I pulled into my driveway and just sat there and cried and cried. I have to blame it on pregnancy hormones because I don't know why else I would cry like that. I had a fine day and was in a great mood until then.

I finally pulled it together and got myself and Zoee out of the car. I went in the house and up to my room to change. I sat on the chair and Zoee came in with a baby wipe and was wiping my face and saying, "ok. ok." She even put the wipe between her finger and thumb and tried to wipe my nose. It was really sweet of her and made me feel better.

I still wanted my fries so I was tempted to drive to another Jack in the Box to get some. I was not about to go back to the one I was just at. That would only make it worse. I finally convinced myself that I could have something else for dinner and made scrambled eggs.

I hate pregnancy emotions.