Monday, July 10, 2017
Farm scenes… beauty and stillness….
Then there is my real life.
On a routine trip to Home Depot, I locked the keys in the car. In my defense, I was in Don’s truck so I wasn’t exactly walking through my normal day, but yep, through the truck window I could see the keys perched on the seat. A call to AAA and the locksmith was on his way. Only after the AAA call did I let Don know I’d be later than expected.
The alarming aspect of this blunder is simply the practiced manner in which I handled the problem. Not my first rodeo. I know the drill. And that gives me pause. This distracted problem can only get worse. One day, I will be the woman wandering along Hwy 123 because I ran out of gas or forgot where I parked. Yikes.