Back to the Future

Some days ago as I left a church meeting, I desperately patted
myself down looking for my car keys. They weren’t in my
pockets, a quick search in the meeting room, nope. Oh no!
I must have left them in the car. Frantic, I headed for the
parking lot.

My wife has scolded me many times for leaving the keys in the
ignition. My theory is the ignition is the best place not to lose
them. Her theory is that the car will be stolen. As I burst through
the doors of the church, I came to a terrifying conclusion. She
was right; the parking lot was empty.

 I immediately called the police and gave them my location. I
confessed that I had left the keys in the car, and it had
been stolen.


Then I made the most difficult call. “Honey,” I stammered, I
always call her honey in times like these. “I left my keys in
the car and it’s gone.”

There was a period of silence; I thought the call had been
dropped. Then I heard her voice, “What the…,” she
barked, “I dropped you off!”

 Now it was my time to be silent. Embarrassed, I sighed,
“Well, come and get me.”


“I will,” she snapped, “as soon as I convince this policeman
that I have not stolen your car.”


Yep, it’s getting’ like that … the golden years.

 May Your Glass Always Be Half Full
___________________

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About Maxi

Hi … I'm Maxi, a retiree with an addiction. I have quit: raising kids, cleaning house, cooking, doing laundry—there is no end the list—everything is done on "have to." The addiction? Writing to my last breath. blessings ~ maxi
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