I've been restless the last few days.
So when I left work this afternoon to meet Jack after school and discovered a text message from him that he was heading to a friend's house, I was all of a sudden free.
And then I realized that I had a book I need to read in my bag, so if I went somewhere besides home, I could still get something done.
And then I realized that because Roger needed the car to go to Salt Lake for some meetings today and I was driving the Jeep, I was not only free but roofless. And the sky was blue as blue.
So I headed west to Lincoln Beach feeling lucky.
When I got there a couple of guys by the boat ramp asked if I had jumper cables. I did and we got their truck started again. Lucky.
Before settling in to read my book, I called Roger to check in. He was heading home from Salt Lake and told me about the storm he'd driven through and which was heading my way. I looked north and saw this. It was going to take me half an hour to get home. Without a roof. I took my chances and read a chapter first. Home before the rain reached me. Lucky.