Last night, after I checked into my hotel and settled down for the night, it occurred to me that I may not have locked my car door.
Now, I knew that I had locked my car door. I remembered doing so. And I remembered double-checking it. But, a little voice inside my head told me very convincingly - "It is your imagination. You definitely did not lock the car door."
So, I bundled back up again (it was snowing) and hauled myself back out to the car. Of course, it was locked.
While I was outside, however, I got the bright idea that I should take my GPS inside. As I leaned over to unfasten it, I hit the horn. Oops. The poor old gentleman in front of my car coming out of his room jumped with fear.
The worse part of that was that as I was unloading the car when I arrived at the hotel, I accidentally hit the horn then also. And the same poor old gentleman (along with his equally frail wife) happened to be outside then too. So I scared the poor guy. Twice.
Anyway, after securing my GPS inside, I got ready for bed again.
Then, the little voice started up again. "You did not lock the car..."