It is just too ironic

Today is Friday.
I have volunteered or railroaded my family into being the person to take my grandma to her hair appointment, grocery store and lunch today. She has been going on Friday at 10:00 am for the past 20 plus years. It is the same stylist, the same hair cut, the same color and she still still pays ten bucks for the service. ( no tip)
It is a work day for me and I have been up for hours trying to get in as much work as possible before I leave. Not thinking, I placed my 9:00 call on my old home land line so I could use the hand free feature as I put on makeup and get dressed. The call goes too long and I am not mobile but stuck at home on the call.
Leaving late, I plan to make up time but going a little faster than normal to her house. I head out on 2200 West and right in front of me is another car, going less than the speed limit. The other lane is full and I cannot pass.
Just a bit frustrated, I notice the car contains 2 older women.
My immediate thought:
Oh good grief, 2 grandmas on their way to their hair appointment without a care in the world and taking their time because they are chatting so much.....just shoot me now!!!!.
Then I thought-- Hey wait a minute.... in just a moment, it will be my car that holds two old grandma's on their way to their hair appointment and we will not have a care in the world except to get our Caramel espresso freeze and to chat.
When did I get to be one of those grandma's in the car?????
And who will I tick off as I pay more attention to my grandma than the road.

Needless to say.
I arrived late to grandma's house
we arrived ( fashionably ) late to the hair appointment
we had not a care in the world
and I told grandma my story and we both laughed
Yes, ironically I am now the old grandma in the car in front of you driving slow on my way to my hair appointment.

Shoot me now!