After staying up late last night working on my passport project so I could mail my documentation in today, I didn't. My aunt suggested that I ask the nice Willits librarians for a letter identifying source of my birth announcement and where and by whom it was found. Instead of mailing my papers, I emailed my request.
Wednesday is my temple day. In the morning I drive my car out to the Hazel park and ride, then light rail in to work. After work, I return to my car without having to fight traffic and drive the short distance left to the temple. However, today when I unlocked one door and hit the lock to unlock the others, nothing happened. Because the battery was dead. Because the days are getting shorter and I had my lights on this morning. And left them on. I do not have a smart car that either turns off the lights or gives you a warning that you need to. My car just sits there and dies.
David and Teresa had texted me that they were going to the temple this evening and packing a little picnic to eat before going in and did I want to join them. I told them I didn't expect to get there with much time for that, but that I would see them and maybe steal a bite. Now I texted them that I wouldn't make it.
Before I had a chance to call AAA, David and Teresa texted that they had cables and would come give me a jump. Which was really sweet of them, but it took long enough that now all three of us missed going to the evening session. I did tell them that they could go and I would have AAA come out, but they took care of me anyway.
So, I suggested that we go to my house and play games. Teresa somehow made her dinner for 2 or 3 feed all 5 of us. Pretty good!
I didn't stay to play, because I needed to go visit Donna Frank, an older sister who had fallen and broken her pelvis and needs visits at the nursing home. I knew that if I played games instead of visiting her I would feel guilty. Besides, it wouldn't hurt to drive a little bit more and give the car a little more time to charge up the battery. I left the younger folk to their games. On the way, I worried about what we could talk about. hmmm Benjamin's mission, my passport problems, President Monson's birthday. Good, there's plenty to talk about from my end. I never got a word in. Ok, that's exaggeration. She talked nonstop for an hour and I made appropriate occasional responses.
That's it. Not a bad day, but not the one I expected.