Heather C. King - Room to Breathe
By the time I made it to the checkout line at Wal-Mart that day, I was a bit frazzled.
The shopping with children while sticking to a budget and using coupons and planning meals for the week on the fly had done me in.
I ran the gauntlet, that candy-displaying aisle that also comes fully equipped with toy cameras, play cell phones, matchbox cars, and other wonderful overly expensive nothing toys that every child “must” have!
Finally, I was done. Groceries in the cart. Coupons handed over. Total amount deducted from my checking account.
We made it to the van. My kids piled in. I loaded every last grocery bag into the back and slammed the door shut.
Then I realized I had left my wallet inside.
Because that’s what tired, frazzled, totally stressed and generally scatterbrained women do. We leave our personal identification and all access to our financial…
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