Gét It Together, Woman!

You lie there in a huddled mess. How could you have gotten yourself into this mess?! What if you got pregnant? What would the neighbors think? What would his wife say? What would your MOTHER do?!

You think that being grounded until you move out would be the least of your worries! With no job and no steady source of income you'd never be able to find a place to live! All that you're capable of doing at the moment is crying, but it doesn't take you long to realize that this is doing you no good. You get yourself up and take a shower.

A nice, hot shower is just what you needed to collect your thoughts! While you were reveling in the steamy bliss you were struck by an epiphany! (Just in the nick of time too, the water was starting to run cold.) You turn off the faucet after making sure all of your girly bits have been scrubbed clean of Mr. Baker, dress in the most sensible, Mom-Approved, outfit in your entire wardrobe, and find yourself heading into the kitchen.

You find the keys to Mom's Volvo hanging on the hook, exactly where she left them for just such an emergency- well, realistically, its highly unlikely she foresaw THIS kind of an emergency, but it's no matter- and then you head back to the cabinet you vacated less than an hour before and borrow a little extra from Mom's emergency "fix-it" fund.