Can I please have a do-over?

Jerry-Lewis-mug“I need a do-over on this week.”

That’s what I told God while I was waiting for AAA to come unlock my car at the café where I had locked my keys inside. That was Thursday. A few minutes earlier I had received a text from my son-in-law that he was on the way to the Emergency Room to have his appendix checked. A few minutes before that, I had been in my car talking on the phone to my son, getting him auto insurance information. That’s when I locked my keys in my car. And why was I talking to my son about insurance?


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