moment of horror

ok, so......yesterday, i was outside weeding and pruning and removing the dead leaves from my planting beds.....quite attuned to the task and to little else....i had the portable phone on the porch so i could catch the call from the youngest about when to meet her cross country bus.....and when i heard the phone, and came around the side of the house to the front...i stopped dead in my tracks in utter horror...there- parked by the ginny/ballerina rosebushes...was the black honda.....out of the garage...just parked there.....i parked it in the garage when i came home from shuttling the youngest to town earlier in the day.....why would i have moved it out of the garage?....how could i have done such a thing and not remembered?......was i getting senile already?......but as i moved closer to the porch to get the phone...i noticed through the open garage side-door that MY black honda was still in the garage...meaning that the extra honda belonged to a friend who sometimes comes over to practice triathalon swimming off our dock in the creek behind our house.....what a relief......i appear to be sane for a bit longer......