Goin' Down The Road Feelin' Bad
We live on a hill and the road up is pretty narrow. If 2 cars meet going in opposite directions, someone needs to back down. It is a very friendly social experience and everyone knows the rules.
Yesterday I was going up the hill and a neighbor was coming down. I made the choice to back up to let her pass. Chivalry is my middle name.
Unfortunately, I backed up a teeny bit too far and narrowly missed going over the edge of a steep embankment. As we have still avoided getting cell phones, I had to go to a nearby home and use the phone to call for help. Because this is a small town, many looky-loos were able to get a view of my dilemma and I was happy to put a smile on their faces.
After about an hour, the tow truck got me out.
My biggest break of the day came when Kimberly did NOT come driving up the street and see my predicament.