Passenger Window

I woke feeling really good after about 7.25 hours of quality sleep. It was time to put the four-day weekend behind me and focus once again on work. I spent little if any time fretting over the return to work. I have a week’s vacation coming up in two short weeks. The coffee was brewing and my exercises complete. I walked Ykraps around 5:45am. After walking Ykraps I got my Trooper keys and removed my golf shoes from the back since I planned to let Glenn use it for the week.. Mindy left a note inside my cell phone reminding me but I didn’t need it. I remembered on my own. My routine went along as usual. Soon I was ready for my run. It was a good run, too. Nothing eventful to speak of. Instead, simply fulfilling. After my run I packed a lunch and made an omelet. I enjoyed a quiet breakfast alone. I delivered a cup of coffee to Mindy just before getting in the shower. I was ready to go by 8:00am. I hung out for another ten minutes before leaving. I drove the BM’er, again leaving the Trooper for Glenn. Work went along just fine. Around noon I thought that I should phone Glenn to remind him not to use the front passenger window even though I had it locked by the override. It was 12:40pm by the time I actually placed the call to his cell. Reception was choppy. He indicated that my warning was too late. He’d already released the lock and put it down. Crap! I wasn’t pleased, but what could I do. The call dropped. I tried calling him back from my office phone in hopes of walking him through getting it back up and on track and relocked. No answer. After the no answer I left a VM on my mom’s phone giving explicit instructions on how to get the window raised and secured. I left my cell in the BM’er when I stepped out for a lunch break. I missed his return call. I didn’t get the message until leaving for home around 5:30pm. Said he got the window back up. I felt significantly better. Prior, I was giving consideration to making the long 90 mile drive down just to fix it. Mindy & the kids spent the day at the pool. Mindy insisted on leftovers for dinner. They were delicious, although the kids weren’t to keen about them. After dinner I watered the front flowers while also contending with a pesky neighborhood kid lighting off firecrackers from the bridge. It was annoying, but I kept reminding myself that I did similar acts as a kid. I did little else through the evening. I played on the PC for a while, but that’s it. We headed to bed at 10pm. I was stiffer than usual, probably from playing kickball the day before.