I have a built in barometer in my head, when the weather changes - I get killer headaches. Yesterday afternoon I was suffering, I just wanted to go home and take some meds that I needed and didn't have on me. I left work here at 3:45p and I'm heading south on Nall when all of the sudden my truck dies.
"Oh man!" I thought has I had to get out of the fast lane and try to make it to a side street. So I am coasting downhill and have enough 'umph' to turn off to 123rd St. I called Bri a couple of times who put me on 'ignore' so I texted him "Call me please it is urgent" and "Please call!" I was about to text "911" but then he called. I told him my truck quit on me and I was stranded at the side of the road. He was in the middle of something but he'd be there as soon as he could.
Time went by and so did the big luxury SUVs, cars and minivans. All the Johnson county housewives with a phone stuck to their ears. Along with those masses were older ladies in their Buick's and business men in their BMWs & Mercedes. Never once did someone bat an eye at me. Now I believe if I were somewhere else in a less 'la tee da' area - I would have been approached by good Samaritans. After I sat there a while I tried to start my truck and IT STARTED! Good, so I continued on my way only to get a block further and it died once more.
I called Brian again to let him know I had moved and not far. Ty who was now home from school called and checked on my whereabouts (I always try to make it home before he does). I was stranded at the entrance to a youth center where there was lots of traffic coming and going. Yes, I know I was in an inconvenient spot - but I tried as best as I could to get out of the way. Only one lady asked if I was OK and had help. She had offered me a ride to where ever I needed to go. I declined politely and thank her for her concern. Only 1 asked within the 45 mins I sat there.
Brian finally got there picked me up and we headed to get gas. That was the culprit - no gas. For sometime now I speculated my gas gauge didn't work properly this was just the proof! When I left work it read a quarter of a tank.
Brian ran me to QT on Roe & 435. Where Jordan S, the assistant manager, was VERY helpful (I'll be writing a letter of compliment to QT). Then ran me back to my truck still sitting with the flashers on. Wouldn't you know, my battery had died at that point. I wanted to cry like Lucille Ball cries to Ricky! My knight in shining armor pulled jumper cables from him car and jump started me.
The nicest part about all this is that my headache did finally go away and I was able to enjoy the nice weather waiting for Brian. God gave us a beautiful sunset last night and I got to enjoy it. :)
WOW, I was exhausted. After returning QT's gas can and filling up myself, I headed to Price Chopper for some Chopper Chicken. I didn't make it home until 6:30p! I had planned on making a nice meal for the family and even making something to bring in for snack day today. But I opted out. I'll put the meal off till Thursday - Brian will be done with his class tonight an we'll celebrate him finishing his first three classes! :)
Ty came home from playing at his friends house and ran over to me with his arms open wide and then giving me love asked me how I was. :) That just made it ALL better!
May you always have a tank full of gas!
Peace!
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God love ya, Kel. I know it all had to be frustrating but I was laughing as I was reading your story. Bri, putting you on ignore, then you get the gas and the battery is dead. I can relate as it is ALWAYS something.
You call me ANYTIME you need something!
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