and that is exactly what happened on Saturday.
Every week we split a bountiful basket with our good friends the Warcups. I pick it up every Saturday morning usually around 7am. This is never a problem because I wake up around 6:15, 6:30. BUT this Saturday I found myself rolling out of bed at 7:15. Chase looked at me and asked "what time are you going to get the bountiful basket"
And that's when I went into panic mode. I proceeded to throw on any and every item of clothing I could find told Chase he had to drive me (I am blind without contacts and decided I didn't have time to put them in...) and called Mrs Kelsie Warcup.
why did I call her?
this is how our conversation went
Me- "Kelsie I just woke up and maybe you can go to the school to pick up the basket you live a lot closer but actually Chase and I are leaving right now to get it and we will get it because I will call and have someone wait if they are willing for a couple minutes sorry if I woke you up you can go back to sleep " (all in one breath)
Kelsie- in a very tired voice "what? okay, thanks Liz"
So I arrived at the elementary school to pick up our basket and finally looked down at what I was wearing. I had on a backwards inside out shirt, Chase's corduroy shorts, mismatched shoes, and my hair was in a crazy messy ballerina bun that had been slept on.
The ladies who were waiting for me took one look at me, burst into laughter, and instantly forgave me. THANK GOODNESS!