It was 24 degrees this morning at my house…not a big deal really…but I hate cold cars. So I went out a little early and decided to start my car so it could warm up. I ran back inside to get some things and lock stuff up.
When I returned…I pulled the handle to my car…it didn’t open…
yup…lock my keys in my car with the car running…
yup…lock the door to the house behind me…
all of a sudden, 24 degrees got a lot colder…
no matter how mature you think you are…or how “on your own” you think you are…something like this happens to remind you that you aren’t, and your parents come with a key to bail you out…(thanks mom and dad)
luckily I had my computer to capture how exactly I felt about the situation…
(that’s me angry about the situation)
Grant,
I bet that was the longest 20 minutes you’ve had to wait for anything. I’m just glad we had a key and that we had not left the house yet. God works in mysterious ways. Love, Mom