So I work in a city and as a result have to park in a garage. It is a relatively small garage necessitating double parking. To accomplish this, we have to park behind other cars and leave our key with the attendants. Left work a bit late tonight, went home and made dinner (see previous blog for yummy recipe!). Had to go pick D up. As I arrived to pick up my hubby I moved the umbrella on the passenger's side. That's when I saw it ... a key for another car! In my car! NOT where it should be! I quickly explained to D that we were taking a car ride and off we went, back to work.
While I don't have a long commute, it is a decent commute none the less so this is a minor undertaking at 8pm when all you want to do is curl up in the comfy sofa/chair and blog to anyone who might be willing to read! But we went. D being the good sport he always is didn't mind. He'd had just as long a day but understood why we needed to go back. We arrived at the garage and I got out of the car to return the key. Apparently, in the short time since I left the office no one had come looking for his/her key! Amazing! So unlikely! That person with the Toyota will never know that I had their key. That I could have gone around the parking garage and found their car and had D drive it home. They'll never know. Lucky for them I would never do that! And imagine the (understandable) wrath of the car owner when s/he discovered the key was missing. All averted. Whew!
Too bad I don't believe in karma or I'd be due for a healthy dose!