Why My Life Is Good….
I made plans to shop with a friend of mine this morning. Coffee was purchased, the sitter came for all the kids and we were ready to go.
Lee was working on an emergency and he called me. He said, “Can you wait at the house, I am almost home.” I wasn’t sure why he wanted me to be home as everything was taken care of. He pulls up and hops out of his vehicle. Lee told me that he wanted us to take his truck because of the snow. Yep, he drove home just to give me his car. I drive a Sedan and it doesn’t have the height or tire traction that his car does.
My friend and I shopped like crazy – we got almost everything because we really planned out the shopping and the mall. On the way home, we hear a rock hit the windshield and about 20 minutes later the windshield starts cracking. So the love of my life gave me his trusty vehicle and I am bringing it home with a cracked windshield. I feel terrible as I pull up to the house.
Lee comes out of the house, tells me stuff like this happens and we call the windshield repair peeps. The guy tells me if we called an hour earlier he would have been able to fix it today, but he will have it done by tomorrow morning.
YEAH!
I do recognize that we could have been hurt today by the rock that hit the windshield – so thank God for the easy afternoon and allowing us to only have to bring the car in for a quick fix. Also thanks to the great windshield repair place for being such a cool and laid back guy.
Hugs,
marlene
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December 17th, 2013 at 4:39 pm
I love uplifting, happy stories!