Not A Great Day

Being a mother of an only child, who has chosen to live in the path of hurricanes, tornadoes, and tropical storms, I get a little antsy this time of year. Even though we talk every day, one (if you're me) worries. After we talked today, I left to go get groceries.....with my mind in Florida, I left the house, locked the door and walked to the locked car. That's when I noticed, I locked the house and the car, and left my keys inside the house. Nothing to do but break in! I decided my best option, after checking the doors and windows, in case I might have missed one, was the back door. It has a cheap lock, and seemed to be the easiest. After kicking the door off the framing, and still unable to get in, my mind, being a few steps behind my actions, said "hey, stupid, break the window and unlock the door!" ENTRY GAINED! Now, go for groceries. (Yes, I cleaned up the broken glass, and pushed the door back into the wall) In the Walmart parking lot, some dumb old F*#K, (read man) backed out without looking, I honked, he ignored the horn, so I threw the car in reverse, and saved my A*S a major car repair. Swearing into my blue tooth to Mo, I relieved my frustrations, and realized the "OLD F*#K" was probably my age. I spent twice my grocery allowance, after all, I deserved cream puffs, orange sherbet, and portabella mushrooms, for the savings in auto repair!