Really? Again?

Pregnancy induced dementia. I have diagnosed myself. Poor Doug and Mary.

Mary and I ran errands this morning. Our last stop was the commissary. I went to start the car after all the grocery shopping and ...nothing...dead...crap. Good thing Doug's here and not on a trip like last time this happened. So Mary and I walked back into the store to use the courtesy phone and call Doug. Thank goodness he was at his desk and thank goodness he was available to come help. So Mary and I were standing around outside waiting for him when it suddenly dawned on me that maybe I left the car in Drive again. Uh-oh, why didn't I check that before calling Doug? I looked in my window and yep, drive. Darn it! I did it again. I shifted into park and presto it started! Now I really felt like an idiot. What kind of car let's you stop the car and pull the key out of the ignition when it's still in drive? Apparently mine. Too late to call Doug back, so we waited and I had to tell him what I did. I told him that now he has something to complain about with all his co-workers. The wife whose losing her mind. At least it was a cheap fix...only my pride.