Premonition

Our paper is delivered up at the main road. When the weather is nice and it's light outside, I walk up to get the paper in the morning. When it's not, I drive.

Yesterday I got in my car to go get the Sunday paper.

And I backed right into the closed garage door.

My mind immediately went "F&%$!!!!!"

I tried to remember opening the garage door.

Just a few days ago I remember thinking, "I wonder how many people have driven into their garage doors?" I don't know why, I just wondered. It's probably sleep deprivation more than anything, with two jobs, two dogs who wake me up to go out every night, a kitten who purrs in my ear all night, and a sick kid who had me up two nights last week. But you have to wonder about your mind messing with you that way.

I pulled forward and trudged upstairs to wake MFH and break the good news to him. He told me to go have a cup of coffee, got up and showered, and bent the garage door into a working order until we can have it fixed or replaced.

Didn't he handle that well????