Drama and More Drama

What a horrible--uh--CHALLENGING day--
     First, Fiorella discovered that she'd messed up on paying her property tax so she'd have to pay extra, then she spent a fair amount of time searching for the missing TV remote, then gazed around at how her lovely home has become a packing-box depot, then decided she needed a heavy transfusion of chocolate.
     Sonia Dog looked wistful so Fio invited her along for the ride, but Doggie refused to leap into the back seat on the driver's side because she'd been trained to use the distaff side. Accordingly, Fio swung the Queen Mary out to give Sonia enough room to wiggle into her own seat--and knocked over a double stack of shelves that had been moved over to accommodate the double birthday party on Saturday.
     After propping the shelves up as best she could, Fiorella moved Queenie into the middle of the garage so Sonia could get into the car on her rightful side, then swung out of the driveway and whacked into Baby Car, which had been moved out of the garage and into the driveway to accommodate the omnipresent packing boxes.
    Nothing to do but speed out of the driveway and head down the road for Walgreen's. Fio arrived without incident except that when she brought her prizes up to the cashier, she realized she didn't have the usual credit card tucked in her bra.
    A quick trip back to Queen Mary to raid her purse produced the credit card, but there was an even greater problem when Fiorella got back in the car to drive home--where were her glasses? She was pretty sure she'd had them on when she was driving into town, but now, they were nowhere to be--uh--seen.
    Then, later in the afternoon, Fio'a printer refused to print out Lolly's story, even with an hour's coaching by Elder Son in Minnnesota.
    What next?