So confession is good for the soul, right? Well here I go.
This has been an unbelievable morning. 5:30, staff meeting with my volunteer leaders – love that meeting. We have a great time. Then 7:00 staff meeting. Another good time, celebrating what God is doing and working to resolve challenges that lay ahead.
Then I got a phone call from Jennifer, my parents car has been stolen. Oh, by the way, my parents were visiting from TX. So I grab my stuff and bolt out of the meeting to my house, which was 3 mins away. Then Jennifer calls me back. The car hasn’t been stolen. It was towed by our piece of crap HOA.
About a month ago we received a letter form our landlord that we have these new guest tags for overnight visitors in the guest parking spots. Why you need a guest pass when you are clearly in a guest spot is beyond me. Well we forgot. And some 2 bit towing company from Stafford scouts the parking lot looking for fresh meat at 1:45 AM. No phone call. No knock. Just towed. And it was clearly our car.
Now I know it was our fault for not remembering some new policy that was implemented a month ago when we never have guests stay the night. God forbid we forget something. Man it feels like the Gestapo in Nazi Germany around here.
I don’t think I have ever been so mad in my life. I was fuming. And thank God our stupid HOA decided to take an extra day off or President’s day. Because I had the most colorful, forceful, ticked off speech you ever heard ready. Man was I mad. But God spared me the embarrassment. Only my wife and mom saw it for about 30 seconds.
God, please help us find a house and get out of here!