When You Think It’s Only You

On too many occasions than I would like to admit, I pull out of my driveway and zoom away, only to wonder whether I closed the garage door.

Does this happen to you? It does? Well do you then do this?

I drive back around the block to check. But, in the meantime, I’m singing along to Taylor Swift, and as I drive by my house, I forget to glance at the garage door. I mean I see it, but I don’t see it.

So I circle again. Yes, twice I’ve driven around to check my garage door.

Today, I therefore circle my sweet neighbor on a jog twice. And she kindly waves twice. On the second time, I roll down the window and say, “I promise I’m not crazy. I think I forgot to close the garage door, so I have to drive around the block, but then I don’t pay attention, and I have to drive back around another time.”

(And of course, in all these years, I’ve never forgotten to close the garage door. It’s habitual now, so I don’t realize I’ve done it.)

I’m biting my lip and half-smiling with a face that says, “Please still be my friend even though you know this about me.”

She says, “You have no idea how many times I do that.”

So now, when we see each other in our cars, looping back around the block, we know. 

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