It sure has been a rough road and far worse than this little brain could have imagined.
But here I am, all ready for KSU at 8 am for the Yuma Prison Run. It has been a long day and tomorrow will be a long hot ride, but I am looking forward to it.
I am making this post from my phone….so if it’s jacked up, I’m sorry.
So for all the shit I tell my girls to take wit
h them on their ride, guess what miss brainiac forgot? And this is big. My fucking wallet…. yep. I changed bags for the ride and walked out without my debit card, my drivers license, all of it. And not even a quarter rattling around in the bottom of my bag.
As my friends and I were walking into to dinner, Barry, a friend of 15 years says to me. “By the way, don’t worry about nothing this weekend, it’ on me.”
So girls, you know my rules. I pay my way when I ride with a friend. But I know these guys and the ladies, friends or not never pay for anything, ever. So I say “Thank you” and we head in, because trying to argue is pointless.
During dinner I wanted to show my friend a buisness card. When I reached into my bag to grab my wallet I was horrified… I had left home without it. Nothing…
He offered to run me home for it, an hour round trip. But after much talk. The biggest issue I feel is not having ID. So I am going with out it.
Before I leave in the morning I will write all my info down and keep it with me. Things happen and you sometimes just have to roll with it. If I was with someone I didn’t know very well I would go back for it. However that not the case here. I am with several friends that I have known for 15 plus years.
I was supposed to meet the group in the morning. But things
went sideways and I came out to my friends house this evening so I wouldn’t have to fight morning traffic, and wound up in a rush to be out the door by 6 this evening. So there you have it. When you get rushed, you forget shit…
Peace out kids. I am looking forward to the ride and bringing you back a great story and some video.