Yellow car boy and I went on a dinner date with some friends of ours the night before my summer science camp began. As we headed down the road, in a very yellow car boy way, he began asking if I knew where to go the next day. Very confidently I said yes, but this prompted me to reread the email I may or may not have breezed through earlier. Upon this reread, I discovered I did know what room I would be teaching in, but where I thought I needed to park was incorrect. Had I not reread this email, I would've received a lovely ticket. Well this discovery lead to a trip to campus to ensure I knew where I was going. I am directionally challenged and in moments of directional choices, I panic which leads to getting lost. This trip lead to a conversation about doughnuts, and this lead to Krispy Kreme.
We decided to circle back around and just see if the hot sign was on. As we approach the guilt kicks in, and I begin trying to talk us out of it. As It attempted to talk us out of it, we talked ourselves into it (we don't frequent the dessert places much). in. The drive thru line wasn't long, so I suggested that. Yellow car boy had decisions to make though and wanted to go in. We park, go in, get the donuts, and we exit. As we exit, I dig through my black hole of a purse. I can't find the keys. Clearly my purse had eaten the keys. They had to be somewhere. Yellow car boy digs through his pockets. No keys. I dig through the black whole. No keys. It's getting late. We approach the car to find locked doors and keys (the keys were inside the car with locked doors- oops). We look at each other trying to determine a plan of action. We call yellow car boy's precious mom who left her social gathering to bring us the spare. Yellow car boy and I had some time to kill and calories to burn (doughnuts- yikes). We decided to walk around the mall as it was in walking distance. When we get to the door it is locked as well (a theme for our evening). I realized what time it was and became slightly overwhelmed. I had camp the next morning. I needed to be in bed. I needed to repack my basket of atlases into a bag because it may rain, and I would need one arm for an umbrella. As I talk this out (I'm a talker outer) my sweet mother in law pulls up. She took us to the car, and we unlocked the door while she waited, so we could give her the key back. In this key exchange I realized she didn't have a house key, so I gave her mine. Wooh. Finally! We get home. I go to the door only to realize I had just given my house key away AND that yellow car boy had left his keys at home- inside the locked house door. Praise the Lord though, we had just placed a spare key outside a few days before. Now it's really late. I still haven't repacked the atlases, and now I don't have a house key. As I always do, I talked this out. Then sleepy hit. When sleepy hits, I'm out. I get ready for bed annnnnnd never repacked the atlases or put a key on my key ring. The next morning I woke up a little later, ok maybe a lot later, than I had planned. I'm dashing around trying to get ready. I head to the car, and I remember the atlases and key. Oh no! I'm already running behind, but then, I see there is a house key on my key ring. I go back inside to grab my bag and remembered I had left it outside. I return to the carport. I can't find my bag. I'm running out of time. I decide I'll just carry the basket and pray it doesn't rain. I open my car door to place a few more things with the atlases, and guess what I found? There sat my bag. And that is love. That yellow car boy knew I was running late. He remembered my voicing concerns. He helped me. While we were caught at Krispy Kreme (yikes sugar, yikes calories), I'm thankful for the provisions the Lord provided that night. How wonderful to be able to afford a doughnut just because. How wonderful for a vehicle to drive around in. How wonderful to have spare keys. How wonderful we had given his parents a spare car key. How wonderful we had just hidden a spare key. How wonderful to have a husband that loves the way Yellow Car Boy loves. I just never knew what I needed, but God sure did!
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