I was doing the headless chicken thing that I do during the hour prior to a speaking gig – rushing about to and fro setting up my book table, getting mic’ed, going over the program itinerary with the LIC (Lady in Charge), instructing my book table helper in my KISS (Keep It Simple Sister) bookkeeping ...
I hopped in my car, which was filled with floating pink helium balloon hearts hand labeled “Palentine,” to make quick but secret deliveries to my Bible study heart sisters (we’ve had a fantabulous neighborhood Bible study going for about six years now).
On a rather tight schedule (who isn’t?), I pulled into the driveway of the second house, streaked up to the door, left the balloon, which was anchored by a scented candle and bit of candy (I mean really, what says “You’re special” better than chocolate?), and rushed back to my car.
Just as I opened the door, a UPS truck pulled up right behind me, blocking the driveway and stymieing my exit.