This morning, we headed to the library for storytime.
Ooops, Veteran's Day, no storytime.
So, we headed across the street to the YMCA to cancel our membership, since I basically have been just making monthly donations to them since the early months of my pregnancy with Reagan. We cancelled our membership and headed to the car. Addison wanted to go play at the mall for the rest of the morning. Great, right?
Wrong, the car won't start! Now I had a very similar problem a few weeks back at Chick Fil A. The car would try to start, idle really hard and then die if you put it in drive. On that particular day Sherry's sweet mom came to pick us up for a ride home and the good folks at Goodyear somehow managed to get my car across the shopping center to their building without a tow truck. They resolved the problem quickly and I walked the girls up there later that night to pick my car up.
All is better in car world, so I thought, until today, when the exact same thing was happening! Now, I am way to far from home to walk and I don't have the double stroller with me anyway. I sat in my car praying the Lord would intervene. No luck with the car starting, but at least my dear friend Michele called. She was calling to invite us to play, but instead she immendiatly loaded up her own kids and came to rescue us. I lugged my girls back into the Y to wait, while I called Goodyear and a tow truck.
When Michele got there, we began the process of transfering my carseats into her car. Thank goodness she has a TV in there, so at least Wesley and Addison were occupied. I manuevred the girls carseats into her 3rd row! This act was enough to again make me seriously consider if I ever want a 3rd child. Certainly not until Addison is big enough to crawl in the back and buckle herself. We loaded everyone up and I got instructions to meet back with the tow truck driver in about an hour. Let me also interject at this point that husband is in Dallas in meetings and unreachable, so when they ask me things like four wheel drive or two wheel drive and what was broken last time, I literally have NO IDEA!
Just as I am about to get in Michele's van to go somewhere besides the Y parking lot, I decide I should give the car one last try. What do you know? Conveniently, it works! Now I am glad that it worked, but seriously, couldn't it have been 30 minutes sooner.
I scramble to cancel the tow truck driver before I owe him any money and Michele follows me to Goodyear. She has ALL the kids and I have a nice quiet car! Michele told me later that Addison filled the ride with stories about how she cries when we spank her, which, let me tell you, is oh so often!!! I decide since the car is working just fine now, not to leave it at Goodyear and spend my life savings letting them explore the problem. At least not while Tommy is out of town. I handed Michele my garage door opener so she could take the kids to my house, while I picked up Chick Fil A for us. It is the least I can do, since she dropped everything to come to my rescue.
Well, all is well again, until I get to the Chick Fil A window and realize that I have lost both my AMEX card and my debit card. Now, I am a little embarassed. I have no money, no credit card, no check....nothing, just the eager lady trying to take my money and get me out of the way from the long line behind me. Thanfully I know the folks at my local Chick Fil A pretty well! Who and I kidding? I know them really well and they let me go on my word that I would come back to pay.
At home, I thankfully found the debit card in yesterday's pocket. And, there was a message on my phone from the nice lady at the YMCA telling me they had found my American Express on their floor. Now, how did I drop that while holding Reagan, the diaper bag and Addison's hand all while on the phone with the tow truck guy?
At least we got to spend the rest of the morning playing with Michele and her kids. And on a happy note, this weekend my house got accidently cleaned by my former cleaning lady, for free!!! Tommy accidently left the house unlocked and she accidently cleaned the wrong house. Few things could make me happier!!!
1 comment:
oh my goodness!! I am laughing, crying and wondering how you managed to get through it all. Wow! What a day!
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