I was 16 years old.
I had a boyfriend.
My dad left and I found myself alone for a couple of hours and my boyfriend called me over to hang out. Or did I call him? I can't remember. Doesn't matter. A-hem.
Seconds were precious and I didn't have time to bother with very many things other than:
Fix my hair and make sure I looked pretty.
As I was leaving, I remembered dad giving me vague instructions about something...Oh yes! The waterbed! Phew! Glad I remembered. Got back out of my car and didn't even need to go back in the house. I ran around to the backyard and turned off the hose. Then oh so quickly jumped back in my car and off to hang out with friends. One in particular.
I know how to turn off a hose the right, er, correct way, but when I had a BOY on my mind...well...everything else went out the window. But when I turned it off, it got real quiet...you know...how hoses do when they turn off!?
It's not my fault! I was young.
Okay, to see what prompted this cryptic post, visit my dad's side of the story here.