Lying in bed last night, drifting off to sleep a little after midnight, I didn’t expect that eight minutes later I’d be outside, laughing, searching in a dark alley for keys that were currently resting safely on the shelf by the front door. Ah, life is nothing if not unpredictable.
My misadventure started the moment the thought popped into my head in bed: I forgot to move Craig’s truck! Craig, the guy I’m renting a room from, is in Arizona for the week. His truck was parked out front on the side of the street that is swept at four o’clock every Friday morning. I had told Craig I’d move his truck on Thursday night so he wouldn’t get a ticket or get towed. My choices were clear: Either stay in bed and hope for the best or get up, get dressed and move the truck. It was no contest. I knew that if I stayed in bed, I’d feel too guilty to sleep. So I hopped out of bed, threw on some clothes and headed outside.
From the moment I sat down in his truck, I knew I had to be careful. It was dark, I was groggy and (more…)