NOT a morning person

Definitely, without a doubt, not a morning person!! I think my brain may kick in and start thinking the right way about 9 am (seriously, ask people around me!).

This morning I had to stop and get gas before work, I like pushing it to see just how far I can make it with the light on!! As I pulled into QuikTrip, the three year old says he wants to go in and get a cheese stick. I say yes we can hurry in there and get that while the gas is pumping (when you let it go that far it takes a long time and raises your blood pressure when you see just how much it cost!). I flip the button to open the gas door and unlock the doors and push the button to open Todd’s door, we are in a hurry so I told him to get out of the cars eat while I get the pump ready. WELL……..seems easy enough right? HA!

The gas door is on the side that I opened the door and, do you know where this is going? The door is covering the gas door and I can’t get to it so I can pump the gas. OH NO, my heart is sinking as I am trying to think (bad at this hour of the morning) and figure out what the heck I am going to do? I try to shut the door and all it does is beep at me, so I try to make it go all the way back, it beeps at me again. FINE, you want to play hardball, I’ll play with you. I try again to make it close and then it gets mad at me and all its doing now is one LOUD continuous beep. I try to slide my hand between the door and the side of the van, no luck. Hmmm……I can’t call DH because his hands are much bigger than mine, AAA will probably laugh themselves silly, I look around at the gas pumps trying to find someone that may be able to help. NO LUCK…think, think, you can do this. Ok, I need a ruler, it’s thin and long so I should be able to slide it where I need to BUT who carries a ruler in their car? (I will be after today). I am beyond frustrated now and grab the door and slide it back as far as it possibly can go, hold it and cram my hand in between the door and the gas door and bingo, I got it to shut. My hand is a little sore and I am not sure what kind of damage it may have done to the leather on the inside of the door, I figure if I don’t look, there will be no damage thus all is well!

So, finally, I start the gas pumping all the time telling myself and reassuring myself that at that moment, that had to be one of the stupidest things I have done. WHY on earth did I not think before pushing that button to open the door, well, I know why, it was the hour of the morning!! I think I am going to contact Honda about that, surely that’s a safety hazard and I am not the only moron that has done that.

Yes, he did get his cheese stick and when we walked out, the pump had just finished pumping. I put the nozzle in the gas pump, the 3 year old in his car seat, myself in and took a big, deep breath. Hopefully that will not be a sign of how my day will go!!!! I think I should move to Oregon where all the stations are full service!