This was, and some might just call it coincidental, an amazing series of events. We got almost to Indy and as I told you before the ABS light went on. The truck is set up for a brake job and oil change next week so we knew it needed all that. The ABS light, in and of itself, is not a terrible emergency. So we pulled into our son’s driveway, turned it off and figured we’ll call the people when we get home and get it put in right away. My hubby likes all his ducks in a row so Saturday he and my son call around seeing what might be available if he should decide to get it in while we're in Indy. ---- With me so far?
On Saturday afternoon after my son and his wife leave my husband decides he would go to town. I really want him to stay at the house because it’s been awhile since I’ve taken care of a little one; but I know he sort of needs to get out because he wants to pick up some regular coffee. Our kids only had decaf! TeeHee! So I say "go", and tell myself I need to buck up!! I can handle two little girls all by myself. I handled 2 little boys, so . . . my husband goes outside gets in the truck and bingo - pulls out of the driveway and realizes he isn’t going anywhere!! He comes back in the house, gets on the telephone and manages to find the only place open in Indianapolis that would work on his truck on a Saturday AND a Sunday, all the time hoping they could get it finished on Sunday so he could get me home, I could get to work Monday and we could feed our animals. He limps the truck up to Firestone on Saturday. We drive our son’s other car to church on Sunday. After my son and his wife get home they were ever-so-gracious to offer their vehicle if the truck was not finished in time. The people at Firestone were fantastic. They were determined that they would have it fixed and we would be on our way Sunday evening. We were concerned because they were having trouble finding parts and we also really didn’t want to take the kids' vehicle. Firestone also told us they couldn’t get a rental car even if they wanted to, because no rental place was open on Sunday.
Lo and behold we were on our way home, in our truck, Sunday at 4:30 p.m. Both my husband and I realized that this could have gone down completely different. I mean think about it:
(1) We just happened to make it to our kids’ driveway on Saturday;
(2) I decided to not keep my hubby at the house-so he by accident found out how serious the matter was in time; and (3) Firestone happened to be open and happened to get all the parts that were needed for the truck.
Now just imagine for a minute - we could have gotten stuck alongside the road before or after, or even caused an accident, or on the other hand, wake up Sunday get everyone ready to get our granddaughter to her special dance event at church and have no way to get there or at best, be late. My husband also remarked that there was a time when a $600 or $700 bill would have been just as disastrous. Oh, it could have been so different in so many ways. These are the times when we need to look up and say thank you God.
Anyway, sorry for the long story, but geez I’m glad we’re home!! It was drizzling and cold but it all looked good to me this morning!!!
You know, often we take so much for granted . . . We are so fortunate.