It was the fifth consecutive day of severe sleep deprivation when I walked into my local coffee shop, looking like a zombie who just stumbled out of a horror movie. Desperate for caffeine, I ordered a triple venti crackuccino and anxiously waited at the counter. When the barista finally called out my name, I snatched the cup from her hand and gulped down half of it as if it were the elixir of life. If you’ve ever dealt with a toddler and a baby in the morning, you know exactly why that was essential.
Aaaaaaaaah, caffeine!
The moment that first shot of espresso hit my system, I felt a bit more alive. I was transforming from a lifeless creature back into a functional human being. After a few more sips, I thought, “Okay, time to tackle the day!” Fueled by my caffeine rush, I grabbed my keys and headed to the parking lot.
In my usual spot sat my trusty minivan. I opened the door, balancing my purse, my drink, and a half-spilled cup I’d grabbed for my husband. I flopped into the driver’s seat, organized my drinks in the cup holders, tossed my purse to the floor, and flipped down the mirror to check for any stray chin hairs. To my dismay, one of the overhead lights was out.
Weird. Didn’t know that was even possible…
Then, I noticed an odd smell. I checked the back seat, half-expecting to find yesterday’s lunchbox left to bake in the sun. Nope, no lunchbox. But where was the second car seat?
That’s odd. I could have sworn I had two kids just this morning. shrug
Maybe it was the strange light filtering in through the windows, but I started to doubt my sanity. Was my leather interior…black? No, mine is tan, right? Well, maybe. I could really use more coffee. Or maybe I had too much. Or — oh no — perhaps I was experiencing a full-blown breakdown.
Panic began to set in, like one of those characters in a thriller movie. You know the type—the ones who realize something is off and start second-guessing everything? Strange odor. Missing car seat. Odd interior.
But wait! I had keys! I clicked the button and hopped in, right?!
I shoved the key into the ignition and…nothing. I tried again. Still nada.
That’s when I turned my gaze to the dash and noticed a wallet-sized photo taped there.
The kid in the picture was adorable, definitely about my son’s age. But he was not my son.
Then the realization hit me like a ton of bricks: I was sitting in a stranger’s car! With the door shut! Using their cup holders!
What was I supposed to do? The logical choice would have been to bolt out of the vehicle immediately. But I had just placed two Starbucks cups in the holders and tossed my purse on the floor, spilling half its contents. I was a hot mess, frantically trying to gather my things and escape without being seen.
Gum? Check. Water bottle? Check. Tampons? Check. Sippy cup? Check. Time to bounce!
I ducked out of the unfamiliar van and hustled across the parking lot, glancing back every couple of steps as if I was in a spy movie. I finally reached my identical minivan, relieved that no one had noticed me.
Phew.
I placed my drinks on the hood and rifled through my purse for the keys, when suddenly it hit me.
Oh my gosh!
At that moment, the owner of the van I had just fled was getting into her own minivan. I had to run over and admit the most embarrassing thing ever: “Hi, I just sat in your car for a moment thinking it was mine, and I left my keys behind.”
And here comes the best part.
She burst into genuine, hysterical laughter. Apparently, she had seen me and was torn between calling the police or watching the whole spectacle unfold. Thankfully, I hopped out of her car just moments before she decided I was a thief in the making.
Thank you, sweet heavens, I dodged a bullet that day. Sleep deprivation almost landed me in jail. Instead, I made a new friend, a fellow mom with a sense of humor and a son my kid’s age. Bonus? She had fantastic taste in minivans!
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In summary, sleep deprivation can lead to some wild and embarrassing situations—like almost stealing a stranger’s car! But hey, sometimes those moments end with new friendships and amusing stories to share.
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