It's Like a Nightmare

Since I am so far behind on scrapping my pictures and I've had a rough day, I just decided to have a little fun with this one. 

We went to Phyllis' house last week for a  little after Christmas, Christmas party.  I chose the setting for this picture poorly and in order to salvage the pose, I had to get creative. So, I decided to put us in a new setting...one that is more in tune with the season. It probably would have been better if we were all wearing elves outfits, but that was a little far fetched for all of us, but Robin, who can pull off that roll quite successfully. 


Now, for why I had such a rough day...Ron talked me into going to the Y for water arthritic exercises. It changed my definition of hell!  I'd say more about that, but I can't risk being sued  by the Y for defamation.

Actually, I just hadn't thought far enough ahead and totally messed up while I was there. I was so embarrassed that I have said I'll not go back, but I probably will with a little encouragement on the home front.  However if I can't get it to a place where it is less time consuming, I might decide to chop the ice in the lake and do those exercises  right here.

Okay, although it was a totally strange occasion for me, I will tell you the very worst thing that happened.  However, I might drop a line about this day every now and then for the rest of my life.

The worst thing is.......... in the locker room there were a million empty lockers and I had to choose one.  They loaned me a key lock, since I hadn't thought to take one. I chose a locker that I knew I could remember.  It was my house number! Now wasn't that clever?  Okay, so I got dressed in my swimsuit, put my clothes, etc in the locker and locked it.  So far, so good...as far as I knew.

After class I went  into that same locker room. Whereas there were three of us in there when I came, the place was full when I came out. I glanced around to see my something borrowed, something blue lock. There was no blue lock ANYWHERE!  So, I started searching for my house number. I found it just fine, but it had no lock on it. I opened it and there was someone else's  things in it.  I went into shock.  A lady came up to me and I said,  'My lock is gone and someone's things are in my locker."  She said, that is my locker and they cut the lock off it.
I was so stunned, it was like a nightmare. It didn't feel real. I was there in a large locker room, so not me,at my age with a lot of people I had never seen before and hoped to never see again. I still couldn't get it to register. Then she told me my things were in the next locker. I opened it and there they were. I didn't get that either. How did she know where my things were? I still don't know that. I'm just glad I hadn't brought in anything of value and they had held my car keys at the desk until I brought back  the lock.

I have spent LOTS of time trying to figure out how that  happened today and wondering how I can avoid driving by the Y in case someone might be standing out front there who would recognize me. lol