One day last week the weather was rather unfriendly. It had decided to start raining just before I left work to go home. I have a five minute walk to get to my car because I deliberately don’t park too close to my office building so that I get a little bit of exercise each day.
I was carrying two bags and an umbrella so my hands were full when it was time to get my car key out of my coat pocket. A little bit of juggling and I managed it, but unfortunately the key slipped out of my hands. It landed at my feet and then slid under the car. I could tell by the sound that it had slid quite someway underneath…
The thought running through my head was I wonder if I will be able to reach the key or if I will have to call International Rescue to bring me the spare one. There were no other cars on the car park so there was no chance of help from any passers-by and there had not been many people left in the office either so not much chance of any help from that quarter either.
I peered under the car with some trepidation. The key couldn’t have gone much further if it had tried. I was left with no other option than to kneel down on the wet gravelly floor and stretch to my limit underneath the car. At this point I was hoping that I didn’t put my back out again. Just a couple of weeks ago I trapped a nerve whilst leaning forward to pick something up and it took longer than usual to recover.
I only just reached the corner of the key! The worry was that I might push it further under and totally out of reach!
I tried carefully to coax the key in my direction and luckily I managed to do that. Thankfully my back withheld despite the stretching and the only cost was sore knees and mud on my gloves, which if I had been thinking straight I would have removed before undertaking the retrieval operation. I suspect my skirt was also covered in mud but as it was dark brown it was difficult to tell. Needless to say it went straight in the wash when I got home.
Now I really must remember to be more careful in future…