Oopsie

Oopsie

August 30, 2010

They can't all be winners.

The story about our fun hotel will have to wait a day so I can tell you how we came back to Nebraska with no suitcase.

We were getting ready to check out of the room and I was slowly gathering things up. We stayed in a little suite-type room that had a living room in front and a bedroom in the back.

What I said to Lloyd: “I’m packing up the car.”

What I meant by that: “I’m getting these things on the table. Just these things. Just these three things in my arms, really.”

What Lloyd understood: Lauren is packing everything up.

He actually was going to do a walk-through of the place, but I am usually such an uptight psycho amazingly responsible citizen, he didn’t. Thus, we completely missed the big red suitcase sitting on the dresser.

We drove all the way to Grand Junction – an hour away – and I even asked him when we were gassing up the rental car, “You got the suitcase, right?” He responded with a Look.

What Lauren thought the Look meant: “Of course I packed it, do you think I’m a child?”

What Lloyd meant by the Look: “Are you being funny? You packed it.”

See? Words would have been good to use there. Married people think they can read each other’s minds, but in this case – no.

We pulled up to the airport, I opened the trunk, and…… empty. There was much laughter, a little eye rolling, and some suffering of mocking.

My parents are priority mailing the important things – electronic stuff and Lloyd’s KEYS – and even though I told them they could just keep the clothes there, they are sending those along later.

Thanks, Mom & Dad, for being awesome. Thanks, Lloyd, for not getting bent out of shape. (Although, he says that I am definitely off packing duty.)

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Lauren Sommerer is a preschool teacher who likes to build prototypes, grow cats, cook things once, save money, reduce, reuse and recycle.

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6 Responses to “Oopsie”

  1. Brad Said on:

    Heh. I just saw a sit-com on TV where people were talking past each other. The examples I remember:
    “I get so freaked out before airplane trips” = “I want you to be with me”.
    “We need to get this packed” = “I want you to help me”

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  2. Kristi Said on:

    Now that’s funny.

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  3. Peggy Said on:

    Double D’oh!

    I’m glad you two were able to laugh about it! (= I’m glad no blood was spilled)

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  4. christina Said on:

    Hmmmm…..I wonder if I did this I could get out of packing on a permanent basis too? Lauren, you are a genius!

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  5. Lauren's dad Said on:

    Crucial items should be there tomorrow. Suitcase to be delivered on Friday.

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