Lack of faith

It's close to 9:30 AM.

I've been keeping good lately with getting up earlier, and I'm glad it's working out for me so far.

So my older brother woke me up about an hour ago to help him reverse the van out of the garage because my parents' friends' car was in the way.

After about 20 repeated attempts, I gave up. It was futile. There just wasn't enough room.

My brother and I acknowledged that the task was impossible. We actually ended up breaking my dad's table saw when we moved it.

My dad came a little later, and I explained to him what happened. He laughed at me and said, "It's not impossible. Watch. I can do it."

I gave up trying to explain to him that there was no way he could do it. Absolutely not. The concept was impossible.

...And lo and behold, he did it with the utmost of ease, even so much as smiling at me as he pulled the van out seemingly effortlessly.

I couldn't help but think... Where did all my faith go?


Anyway, I've got chores and stuff to do around the house. Today I'll be staying at home.

Signed,
Rio