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Ruh-Roh! Those Scooby-Doo Moments

Posted on Dec 2, 2015 by Lisa Ricard Claro   14 Comments | Posted in The Naked Truth

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  “Ruh-Roh!”

The reason this is so late to be posted is embarrassing to admit, but…I thought today was Tuesday. *sigh* When I realized it was time for the Naked Truth, I didn’t have time to write about it. Usually, I blame menopause for this kind of brain-fart stuff, but this time around I’ll call it a schedule bumfuzzlement, thanks to the long holiday weekend.

That should totally be a thing: Schedule Bumfuzzlement.

So while I was busy not writing about the Naked Truth, a couple things happened.

First, you know when you’re in line behind other cars at a red light, the light turns green, and the idiot at the front of the pack doesn’t go right away because she’s daydreaming instead of paying attention? Yeah, so that happened earlier in the week. The idiot holding up traffic made the light. No one behind her did. The worst part about it? I’m the idiot. *gak!* In my defense, it was a long light, so I gave my thoughts over to my current WIP, imagined the hero’s reaction when the heroine tells him she’s—well, never mind that. Suffice it to say my mind was wrapped up in fictional characters falling in love in a fictional place, and the light, which is not so fictional, signaled GO while I was plotting. I had that Scooby-Doo ruh-roh moment and hit the gas. So sorry about the folks who suffered for my inattention. The worst part is that when it happens again and I’m in the group left behind, I’ll have zero standing to complain about the idiot who made it through the light while screwing everyone behind him. I’ll have to sit through the light a second time and keep my mouth shut. I hate when that happens.

The other thing has to do with our checkbook. Don’t worry, I’m not asking for donations. Not yet anyway. Ha. No, here’s the scoop: I was the Keeper of the Checkbook and Mistress of the Bill-Paying Domain for about 25 years, give or take. A few months ago, while I was whining, cursing, and gnashing my teeth, the hubster said, “Poor baby. Is there anything I can do to help you with that?” I salivated and my eyes glowed red…and he’s been the Keeper of the Checkbook and Master of the Bill-Paying Domain ever since. It is probably the last time he’ll offer to help me with anything ever again.

My man developed a slightly different routine than mine, I thought, because somehow I had the idea that he wanted the ATM receipts kept in a specific cubby. Being an obedient wife—yeah, just roll with it, Buttercup—I did the right thing and put all my receipts in that special hidey-hole. Until, that is, the other day when the hubster was paying bills, whining, cursing, and gnashing his teeth. Our checking account balance was off by a country mile, and he couldn’t figure out why there was so much unaccounted for. And there it was again. My Scooby-Doo moment.

“Ruh-roh,” I said. My cheeks heated up. Never a good sign.

“Ruh-roh? What do you mean, ruh-roh?” The hubster’s eyes widened and took on a wild sheen.

“Well, uh. . .it isn’t my fault. Menopause did it. Schedule Bumfuzzlement, even.”

The receipts I’d been stuffing in the cubby following his takeover as Keeper of the Checkbook and Master of the Bill-Paying Domain were to blame for the checking account balance kerfluffle. Mystery solved. And we had a whole lot less in our account than we thought we did. Ruh-roh.

So there it is, Buttercup. Today’s Naked Truth, a focus on my imperfections. *sigh* Please leave a comment and share your own Schedule Bumfuzzlement experiences and/or Scooby-Doo ruh-roh moment.  Be a pal. Join my Bumfuzzlement tribe. 🙂

See you Friday for Observations from the Tub!

Lisa

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14 Responses to "Ruh-Roh! Those Scooby-Doo Moments"

  1. Comment by Claudia
    December 2, 2015 at 6:40 pm  

    Oh my….sounds so familiar!!! Just today…lunch at Zio’s after hubby’s doc appointment. (We had been up all night with his Chron’s and this appointment was something else.) The waitress asked if we’d like grated parmesan on our food…yes, please…just say when. I don’t know where I was but suddenly I remembered the word “when”andsaid OH! I bet there was 3/4 cup of cheese on my chicken picatta and both waitress and hubby were looking at me like I had three heads! Ah, not my best Italian meal this time!!! I’ll live.

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      December 3, 2015 at 8:04 am  

      Oh, no! lol The only time I did something similar was when Joe and I were newlyweds. We argued about something while I was fixing dinner, and I must have put a pound of salt on the pork chops—just stood there shaking it on while I had my say about whatever it was. Not my finest meal prep. Haha…

  2. Comment by Sioux
    December 2, 2015 at 11:40 pm  

    Well, my whole life is one big Scooby-Doo moment.

    One that I can recall: I was in Philadelphia for a conference, and having dinner with New Jersey cousins. We were at a great fresh fish, highbrow restaurant. On my plate–along with my tuna steak (rare)–was a decorative green vegetable. It was cut up like a rose. Wanting to seem like the experienced diner, I cut a piece off and ate it.

    It was wasabi!

    Ruh-roh!

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      December 3, 2015 at 8:05 am  

      A BIG ruh-roh. Haha…oh,man, your eyes must have watered for a week.

  3. Comment by ButtonsMom2003
    December 3, 2015 at 12:17 am  

    Don’t ever retire, Lisa. I’ve found that retirement is full of these kind of moments. LOL

    I could never understand why my retired sister didn’t know what day it was when hubby and I visited her in Florida. Of course I was still working and had lots of things to remind me of the day and date. Well, after I retired and moved to Florida I finally understood. With no more set schedule it suddenly was often hard to remember what day it was.

    Sometimes forgetting the day and date is a small price to pay for being retired. LOL Have a great week!

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      December 3, 2015 at 8:06 am  

      Thinking about the crazy day I have ahead, I have to say that retirement is looking pretty good. Knowing what day it is should only be important if you’re planning to go to the beach! lol

  4. Comment by Rob
    December 3, 2015 at 9:44 am  

    “Bunfuzzlement” IS now I word. May I borrow? Last year, I was telling somebody how to get to my house and couldn’t remember the name of the little berg where the turnoff is. It took me five minutes to think of it–and it’s only five miles from my house. Living in a place that has names like “Mexican Hat”, and “Yellow Cat”, you’d think I’d remember “Wellington”.

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      December 3, 2015 at 5:42 pm  

      I dunno, Rob. Wellington is a bit boring comparatively speaking. I rather like Yellow Cat. That’s memorable. We have some interesting names here in Georgia. There is Between, GA and also Po Biddy Crossroads, GA and Hopeulikit. No kidding. I still like your Yellow Cat best. 🙂

  5. Comment by Debra Mayhew
    December 3, 2015 at 12:43 pm  

    Hahahaa! Now here I was all proud of myself because I stopped by yesterday morning bright and early to read your Wednesday post. Then it wasn’t there! I got all confused and had to check my calendar to see if I forgot what day of the week we were on. I guess “schedule befuzzlement” is contagious, and being “that time of the year” it’s only going to get worse!

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      December 3, 2015 at 5:43 pm  

      I’m just excited that you stopped by without an email reminder. 🙂 And yes, this time of year it definitely increases!

  6. Comment by Mary Kennedy
    December 7, 2015 at 10:57 pm  

    I can so relate to your experience. I have always been the “keeper of the checkbook and Master of the Bill-Paying Domain”. My “snafu” was to totally space the van payment during one December. I wondered why I had more money than usual for Christmas, but it didn’t stop me from buying gifts for my husband and our two daughters. Boy did we have to “tighten the belt” when I had to make a double payment in January!!

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      December 9, 2015 at 9:27 pm  

      Oh, no! I can imagine your heart sinking down to your toes when you realized what happened. I cost us hundreds of dollars in interest once when I messed up the payoff date for some furniture. I had it in my head that it was due at the end of January, but it was due at the beginning. All that money down the drain because I wasn’t paying attention!

  7. Comment by Allison Doke
    December 8, 2015 at 8:39 am  

    Like you, I handed the finances over to my husband after 23 years of gnashing my teeth, and worrying how we could survive for the next several weeks. After the handoff the money control freak in me had a hard time adjusting to the switch. I feared he would forget to pay an important bill like the gas, and we’d be living in an igloo in the middle of January. Well, it happened once, but with the water bill. He quickly realized his mistake and went directly to the water department’s billing center. We had our water back on about 24 hours later. I forgave him, and that was the last time he missed a bill. Well, that’s what I hope, anyway. I haven’t checked on the mortgage, the credit cards, or anything else for a long time. Hmmm. Maybe I should check my credit score.

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      December 9, 2015 at 9:32 pm  

      Haha…it sounds like he learned from his first mistake. And you have to admit, it’s a relief NOT to be the one responsible for the bills every month. That alone might be reason enough not to check that credit score. 😉


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