On New Years Eve I took my daughter to Citimarket and when we got home Tyler, our Golden got out and ran across the street and was barking at the neighbors dogs through their fence. I dropped the groceries ran over and twisted my ankle on the edge of their drive way. I heard a pop but I didn't go down all the way. I grabbed Tyler by the collar and dragged him limpping back to our house. Suzy came out and grabbed the dogs and groceries and I sat on my driveway until the really bad pain went away. I iced my ankle for about half an hour and then realized I didn't have my wallet or Blackberry. I traced my steps from the grociery store to the ankle twist, twice. Nothing. I lost my wallet and phone. I looked everywhere for two days, nonstop and finally gave in and started replacing everything.
Twenty days latter Neil and June, next door neighbors to the dog barking ankle twisting neighbors across the street. Earlier that day June had found my wallet and phone laying in their yard. Twenty days latter, right where they would have been plainly seen, my phone and wallet are untouched by weather or cold or whatever we've had here in Fruita over the last 20 days in January.
Thank you for the mystery and the lesson. Sometimes no matter how hard you look you might not find what your looking for. Also stuff can be replaced except for the youth in my previous drivers liecense from twelve years ago. I don't know who the guy is on my new DL but man he looks old.
Since I was on vacation and my girls where home from school all of this went down under the view of eight feminine eyes. My wife and three daughters had to put up me pacing around like a gorrilla looking in all the same places over and over again. Growling and moaning and feeling sorry for myself. Just call me Dumb Dumb DaddyYo!
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