Have you ever seen your car on a flatbed tow truck? It is not fun. On Monday, we went to see some new historical displays and tour at a local church. I really paid attention to where I parked, because there is not much parking near by. I was excited because I found one on the same block.
We went and did our tour and then Mason Jr wanted to leave after we had scoured the crypt and seen the secret of the baptism font.
As we were coming out of the front doors, I happened to see my blue minivan at eye level. That was a little strange, since we were up several steps on the landing. It clicked - Ahh! Stooooppppp!
I was in the right and the parking attendant had to get the towing company to lower my car off of the truck. No arguments, just his frustration. Oh well.
Thank you Lord (& Mason) for suggesting we head outside at that moment.
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