Disillusionment--A 'Real Life' Post
I had not realized that my daughters--well, one of them anyway--still believed that I was omnipotent.
My 20-yr-old who lives in Nashville is using her big sister's car while her sister is on a 30-day tour with her band. I am at work when my cell rings, and because my kids usually don't call during work hours, I answered wondering what was going on.
"Hello?"
"Hey Mom, where does Sarah keep the tire jack in her trunk?"
She is in Nashville looking in the car trunk. I am in Chicago sitting at my office desk. But she called because, as her mom, I am supposed to know these things.
Much to my chagrin, however, I did not have the answer. As a matter of fact I believe I said something along the lines of, "How the heck would I know?"
Much later in the day it was determined that the tire jack was in the trunk of Sarah's other car. However Adrienne managed to change the flat tire by borrowing a jack from someone else in the parking lot.
BTW, this is the same daughter that called at 1 am several weeks ago to inform me hysterically that there was an enormous roach in her apartment and ask me what to do. Clearly my advice that time, to trap it under a cup and get her brother-in-law from across the street, was sound enough advice to keep my 'mom-as-wise-fountain-of-all-knowledge' standing intact up to the tire jack call. Sadly I have probably lost my reputation after not knowing where the tire jack was.