i got a call this morning from bryan's mom, frantic because she was at the rec center and she had locked all of her belongings in her car. purse, wallet, phone, etc. bryan has a spare key, but he had gotten up early to do some stuff then went home to take a nap. between the nyquil, the hum of the a/c and the phone surely being on silent, there's no way i could wake him, so i ran down and hopped in my car and started driving back to our house (~20 miles) to get the car key to take to her at the rec center (no idea where it is).

i got about halfway there when she called me to say that someone found her key in the parking lot and i didn't need to bring her bryan's key after all.

thanks.