Thursday, January 29, 2009

Sometimes I Do Really Dumb Things

Last night, as I was getting home from work, I pulled my car up to the mailbox. I switched on the interior light, opened the box, reached in and grabbed the mail. I closed the box, put the car into “drive” and drove down the driveway and pulled into my spot in the garage. I turned off the ignition, closed the garage door and went into the house.

Sounds pretty normal, right?

There was one vital step I missed. The night before last, I got home from work and pulled the car up to the mailbox. I switched on the interior light, opened the box, grabbed the mail. I switched off the interior light, shifted into drive, pulled into the garage, turned off the car and closed the door. I got out of the car and went into the house.

See the difference?

This morning I turned the key in the ignition. My car wheezed and the starter clicked. The windshield wipers that were still turned on moved across the glass at a snail’s pace.

I called out to Todd, “My car won’t start, battery ran down, I am taking the truck to work, see you later! Love you, bye!” then nearly peeled out on my way to work.

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