Yesterday was my 55th birthday. I was kind of thinking that things were going a little too well. Had a real estate closing, a new listing, a positive business presentation, a promising "showing", several phone calls that could lead to good business. My kids called me up and sang happy birthday on the phone.
There was a party at home for my son Michael and me (we share the same birthday). I had planned to hurry home after my last appointment. I got in the car and headed home and immediately my car stalled and wouldn't start. I was out of gas. I've never run out of gas in my whole driving life. And it was late and dark and I was stuck on one of the steepest roads on Guam and all the gas stations were at the top of the hill.
