My Car Is In the Garage!

It's amazing, it's incredible...my car is in the garage.

We have a two-car garage. Our last house had one too. So does it sound reasonable to expect to actually place a car in there? ONE car, not two. Nah...garages are not really meant for cars, are they? They are meant for boxes, old refrigerators, bicycles, dog crates, lawn mowers, toys, and bags of trash you intend to take out later, after it stops raining.

I like to put my car in there, though. Especially now that I have a nice shiny new one. I worry about her. Wind...tree limbs...hail...

My dear hubby cleared out half of the garage a couple days ago. I put my car in there tonight. If we get freezing rain, as we're supposed to overnight, I won't have to clean my car off if I need to go somewhere tomorrow morning.

Like taking the kids to school, because you just know they're gonna miss the bus.

If we have a 1-hour delay, the bus schedules are all wonky. The bus is supposed to arrive exactly one hour after it would have on a normal day, but it never does. And since my kids push everything to the last minute, a one-MINUTE discrepancy in this routine means they're gonna need rides.

So...um...where am I going with this?

I wish I had the remote to the garage door opener.

The house came with an opener, but we never got the remotes.

But my car is IN the garage, and that feels like a minor victory! I'll take what I can get.