Training is done. I can do it, just not so sure I've got the paranoia she has. Is it paranoia or self preservation? Maybe its a knife's edge of both.
This morning, I didn't want to get up. Could have turned the alarm off and drifted back off to sleep. (I was dreaming I was hiding from a serial killer in a department store. A very fearful dream, but sure beats getting up.) Instead we got up and did the usual routine of drop him off, while I go pick up Friday's breakfast. Because they make it fresh, I turn the car off - it's quite the wait at times.
Only. The. Car. Won't. Start. GAH!
Call Grilltech then I call Convert. Grilltech calls me. The cook comes and pushes the car out of the middle of their drive thru. Eat breakfast, because I've got nothing better to do. After 15 minutes, I try the car again.
It works! =^.^=
Call Grilltech who promptly tells me take it home!
Can I go back to bed?