It's been a day.
I forgot my wallet and phone at home this morning. Never a good idea.
The Imp and I walked out of his gymnastics class (or if you ask The Imp, "I do parkour!") just in time to see my car in the process of being towed away. (I am an unrepentant receiver of many parking tickets.)
The bad news: I got another parking ticket.
The good news? The tow truck driver took pity on my walletless state, backed the car back into its expired spot, and left without further incident.
There's a good chance that The Imp standing on the sidewalk crying, "Don't take the car away! It's not broken! Don't take the car away!" over and over may have been a factor in the driver's decision to just get the hell out of there.
You win some, you lose some.
|But this? This is made of win.|