i think i am losing my mind

So...I've been making a little cash to help pay off debt...but all it is doing is burning a hole in my pocket. Last week, I decided to splurge and buy some SUPER expensive semi-liquid eyeliner and a professional brush that I was told MUST be purchased to apply the eyeliner. I put the bagged purchase in my purse and forgot I put it there. Friday, my craziest day of the week...i did the most ridiculous thing. On my way back from my presentation, walking back in to my office, i saw a plastic bag in my purse and thought it was garbage and threw it away in the parking garage trash can. My boss asked me if I would pick up her girls from school and drop them off at dance and then told me I could go for the day. When told I would still be on the clock, I jumped at leaving the office for the weekend at 2:50. As I was waiting at the school for one of the girls to finish choir practice (the other one was in the car with me) I was reminded of my fabulous purchase. When I opened my purse and found it missing- I realized what I had done. I told Karen, who was in the car with me, that we had to go back to my work while Maggie was still in practice cause I threw something very important away. I began driving down Forest Drive like a lunatic. When I explained to Karen what happened, she looked at me and said, "So, we are going dumpster diving?" You got to love 8 year olds. No worries. I got my eyeliner.

Then Yesterday, after receiving a phone call from the Art Museum asking me if I'd like to be considered to participate artisans fair this Friday, I decided to paint a little. I had a cup of coffee beside my cup of turpentine. Well, I must have, at some point, poured some turpentine in to my coffee cup- and then drank some! I knew immediately what I had done...and called poison control. That makes two phone calls to poison control in the past 4 weeks. They assured me I didn't ingest enough to kill myself, but that I would have horrible stomach aches and might even throw up. Yep. They were right. I was, however, relieved when I woke up this morning alive.

Now...talk about a stressful day. I went to the art museum as instructed to find out more about this artisans fair. Little did I know I would have to paint something there...Urgh. I didn't love what I painted, but felt really restrained. I was wearing super nice clothes and was worried about getting to church on time. I was supposed to play for the 423 service. I didn't even make it in time to play. AND I just checked the Museum's website. My name isn't even on the list. What a waste of an afternoon. Better luck next time, eh?