Something Creative
Coming back from our time in Kansas City we took an extra day so that we wouldn’t have to drive it all in a single day. Plus it gave us some extra time to visit with my family. We left my parents’ house about 3 in the afternoon and were making excellent time. Our goal was to be home & relaxing by 8:30. Then reality set in & well it ended up a bit different than we planned. As we got about halfway home the Jeep began to make an awful noise & shimmy so badly we couldn’t keep driving.
We managed to slow down & get out of the way of traffic. Then we pulled into the next available parking lot…at a strip club. (Before ya’ll send me hate mail & nasty comments here let me just say if you want to go that’s all ya’lls deal…I’m just pointing out MY experience on a particular day at a particular time…)
So we got out, looked under the Jeep to see if we could spot anything. Then Hubby got out the jack etc. so he could check to see if something was amiss with the new tires, brakes & CV axels. (We pinched & saved to do some fixing before taking the trip…it’s our only “vacation” in a very long time & we won’t be getting another for a long time.) Nothing looked amiss so we slowly started back to the highway…now the grinding noise was much louder & the shaking started as soon as we hit the breath-taking speed of 5mph. So we turned around again & backed into the parking space furthest from the door.
With no extra money we had to get creative on getting home & taking the Jeep (with all our stuff & 3 dogs) home. So we called the only people we know with a car carrier…our pastor & his wife. Yep that’s right…we made the call & soon Pastor S & his wife S were on their way to pick us up. Of course that left us with 2+ hours to kill.
Since we didn’t have money going inside wasn’t an option (well that & several other reasons) so we sat in the Jeep, sweating in the late afternoon sun with 3 panting dogs….for 3 hours. Oh did I mention that one of us was in desperate need of a bathroom? Yep, that’s right…and again without money there was no way to avail myself of one. Good thing I’ve got a rather remarkable ability to wait if need be ‘cuz it was about 12:30 AM when I finally got to use the bathroom.
I should mention now that I was NOT in a good mood. We were all tired, hot (Jeep running=burning fuel we don’t need to burn. Windows down=hummingbird-sized mosquitoes feasting on my flesh & blood) and of course I was dealing with the ever present gallbladder issues. Couple that with an increasing need for a bathroom, seat fatigue & a growing anxiety about going to work & I was less than my occasionally cheerful self.
We did get to see a very nice sunset.
Anyway, our rescue arrived…and after a few minutes of loading the Jeep & strapping it down we were on our way. I bet you’ve never called your pastor (rabbi, priest, shaman etc) to come rescue you from a strip club parking lot.
With no extra money we had to get creative on getting home & taking the Jeep (with all our stuff & 3 dogs) home. So we called the only people we know with a car carrier…our pastor & his wife. Yep that’s right…we made the call & soon Pastor S & his wife S were on their way to pick us up. Of course that left us with 2+ hours to kill.
Since we didn’t have money going inside wasn’t an option (well that & several other reasons) so we sat in the Jeep, sweating in the late afternoon sun with 3 panting dogs….for 3 hours. Oh did I mention that one of us was in desperate need of a bathroom? Yep, that’s right…and again without money there was no way to avail myself of one. Good thing I’ve got a rather remarkable ability to wait if need be ‘cuz it was about 12:30 AM when I finally got to use the bathroom.
I should mention now that I was NOT in a good mood. We were all tired, hot (Jeep running=burning fuel we don’t need to burn. Windows down=hummingbird-sized mosquitoes feasting on my flesh & blood) and of course I was dealing with the ever present gallbladder issues. Couple that with an increasing need for a bathroom, seat fatigue & a growing anxiety about going to work & I was less than my occasionally cheerful self.
We did get to see a very nice sunset.
Anyway, our rescue arrived…and after a few minutes of loading the Jeep & strapping it down we were on our way. I bet you’ve never called your pastor (rabbi, priest, shaman etc) to come rescue you from a strip club parking lot.
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Lori Gerten
