So from #2 of my last post, I am trying to improve my attitude. Just to test me, today turned out great! (And it is only half way over!) Here is my 'optimistic' version of today's test.
While driving around Knoxville on a beautifully cold/snowy day, looking at possible houses for Jon and I to purchase, my wonderful, new car started to act differently. Being the car-wiz that I am, I wondered, 'what could that exclamation mark that just showed up on my dash mean?' and kept driving. After hitting a perfectly sized pot hole in the marvelous back roads of the middle of no where, I realized something was really wrong. I pulled into a Baptist church parking lot and got out to see what was wrong. I was blessed with a flat tire! Lucky for me, my husband was over 2 hours away, so he was out of the picture in my adventure. Soon after I managed to get the jack and spare tire out of the trunk (I might add was a wonderful upper body workout) a mail man pulled into the parking look and parked where he could watch me. As I started jacking up the car, he proceeded to watch me. The entire time I was in the church parking lot this man sat there watching. I guess he was my guardian angel... to watch over me. I then started to try and get the hub cap off. A well dressed man then pulled into the parking lot, made eye contact with me and went about his business, but I didnt want him to get his clothes dirty anyway. So I turned back to the hub cap, and called my dad for some tips. As I was starting to get discouraged, a sweet elderly couple came by and the man made QUICK work of my tire. I greatly apprecated him for saving me from my struggle. It was the second person with a flat tire they had helped that day. Very sweet people.
Tire crisis mended, I headed toward a Nissan dealership to have them fix my car, when Chance (who was in the back seat the entire time) started to throw up. 3 rounds of throw up later (thankfully not 4), we pulled into our apartment and I rushed him out. I am so happy that our blanket we keep accross the back seats caught 98% of his mess! Now he is sleeping like a baby. I guess the moral of the story is: never feed your dog a tater tot....
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That's pretty much all I got out of that whole story too. I will always follow your advice. No tater tots. Got it.
Good to hear there were a couple nice people willing to help!
Ok firstly, that sounds like a crazy day! secondly, that is awesome that the cute old people helped you. it amazes me that people don't help. last year, someone cut my catalytic converter off of my car and my exhaust system was hanging down when i got to my car after work. I had to climb under my car and use a coat hanger to rig up the exhaust pipe so it wouldn't hit the ground and flip my car up. I was parked on a side road down town and several people just walked right by me and never even offered to help! amazing! thirdly, the "no tater tots" thing was hilarious.
I am sorry that you had such a crazy day, but I loved reading the optimistic twist to the story. It reminded me of the parable of the good samaratan. Maybe you could use it in a talk one day.
I'm sorry to hear about your flat. I ALWAYS have tire problems. I guess it doesn't help to have a husband with an abundance of nails in his truck that seem to always find their way out and into my tires. It seems like every time I'm pregnant I have TONS of groceries to buy or something REALLY heavy gets in the way and ppl just REALLY enjoy watching me do it and struggle by myself. JERKS! lol. jk. I'm getting over it, slowly. lol jk. How are you liking the new raise in our medical insurance? Sorry about Chance's tummy. We can all learn a lot from tater tots. lol. jk.
hahaha.. I love it.
Wow, you had a very eventful day!!! I'm glad you looked at it as a blessing (I would call this a blessing in disguis) I'm also working on trying to see the good side of things and not be pessimistic!
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