Crazy Morning

Wednesday morning was like some kind of dream................

I took Jack and Maddie to my neighbors and headed back across the street with Katie to start up the car. Katie and I went in to the house to grab our things and get in the car so I could take her to school. It was rather cold and frosty that morning and the driver's side slide door was sticking. Like the door was frozen. So I just let Katie get in my side and crawl to the back so she could get to school and I wouldn't be late for work.

Pulling out of the neighborhood the door alarm goes off stating that the drivers side back door is open. I had messed with it just enough to make the car think the door was open. So I make the 1/4 mile drive to the school let Katie out and throw my body against the back to to get it to close. It appears as though I had fixed the problem. I head down the road to the gas station and the alarm goes off again stating this time the driver's side front door is open.

At the next red light I open and shut my door and it appears as thought the alarm went off. The light turns green and I start off and the alarm goes off for the third time now for the passenger front door is supposedly open. I pull in to the next gas station fix the door, get gas, and try to start off again. Before I pull out of the gas station the alarm gos off for the fourth time, now for the passenger back door is open. I stop fix the door and pull out on to the highway.

Finally, no more alarms. I must also state that if the doors are not completely shut the remote clicker will not lock the car doors. I locked the doors the night before. I thought maybe someone tried to break in but there was change and an extra cell phone that were never touched. Phil's comment to the possible break in was that they opened the door and thought all these car seats means all these kids their broke and have nothing worth wanting. Not to mention a sheriff's deputy lives right next door and his patrol car was 20 feet away.

So about 2 miles up the road I am cruising at about 60 miles an hour and the driver's side window just drops down. Thankfully it didn't break but it scared the holy crap out of me. Good thing I peed before I left the house. I called Phil to tell him about the window and he thought I was lying and started laughing at me. He had no other response.

By the time I arrived at work, things were much more calm and I was ready for an incredibly boring day as my morning was excitement enough.

About 10am Phil calls me wants to make sure I made it to work and that the van didn't self destruct 10 seconds after I arrived at work.

TTFN~