Okay. I admit I’ve been away for a while. I suppose you want to know what I’ve been up to this past week or so. Well, here goes.
Most of last week I struggled with my cold. It didn’t slow me down too much, but I did take naps most afternoons.
Friday morning, I decided to go to Harris Teeter to pick up my 47 cents per pound turkey before my Prayer Shawl meeting. I took my time going up and down the aisles, filling my cart with their specials knowing I had until 11:00. After a while, I glanced down at my watch and discovered it was 10:50. I hurried to the checkout where I stood behind an older gentleman with a few items in his cart and many questions regarding his receipt. I realized patience was my best course of action since nobody would care if I was late.
After loading my groceries into the back of the CRV, I climbed into the driver’s seat and started the engine. I happened to glance at the clock and noticed that it read 10:15. Oops! Apparantly I never adjusted my watch when we fell back with the clocks a couple of weeks ago. As my reality sinqed with the real world, I realized I would be really early for meeting instead of late. I decided to head over to Starbucks for a latte.
With my latte and lemon pound cake in hand, I drove across the street to the church and gave my friend Sarah a call to kill some time. As we were talking, I happened to notice some steam or smoke coming from the engine. Glancing at the temperature gauge, I saw my engine was hot – something I’ve never seen on this car. So, I said goodbye to Sarah. popped the hood and gave Dave a call.
My phone was apparantly in the process of updating something and promptly dropped my call and froze the touch screen. By this time, some of the ladies were beginning to arrive for our meeting. Soon my friend Carol approached the car to take a look with me. I gave her the rundown and she called her brother. A few minutes later, a fellow who works with Dave showed up to see if he could help. (Dave was interviewing a prospective hire and would be tied up for the next hour.) For the next ten minutes or so Carol, her brother, Dave’s associate and I debated on what my next course of action should be. Since it appeared that the problem was with the radiator, we decided to let it cool until we could add some water and then I would drive it to the garage around the corner. Knitting in hand, Carol and I went into the church together. So, I actually was late for my meeting after all!
An hour later, Dave arrived. We transferred the groceries to his car and he followed me to the repair shop.
Some might think I was just lucky to have been at the church. I prefer to think it was God’s way of reminding me that I’m not alone. After all, technically, this isn’t even my church, but these ladies are a big part of my community.
As for the CRV, it needed a new radiator