Oh What A Day

After not writing a single post in nearly a month, I wrote "One Day" this morning. Just hours later, I am sitting down to write again. This is a story that simply must be documented. Perhaps it will be a once in a lifetime experience.

Because I had a fever last night, Hope and I decided it would be best if I didn't go to work today and infect Emi. My fever turned out to be a blessing in disguise since otherwise I might still be sitting on the side of the road somewhere in Pennsylvania.

I was supposed to work at Hair Cuttery in the afternoon, but since I was feeling better, I decided to run a few errands before heading to work. On my way to Towson, a little yellow light popped up on my dashboard. I looked it up: "Transaxle/cooling system." I ran my errand, and then headed to a gas/service station to get help pouring some sort of liquid into my car to fix it up. I never made it; another light popped on too, and I drifted to a stop on the beltway, I looked up at the clouds and thanked God that at least it wasn't raining. A couple of phone calls and texts later, and Carrie was on her way to pick me up. It is definitely a weird feeling, sitting in the grass on the side of the road, completely helpless, while cars fly by at 75 miles an hour.

A man stopped to see if I needed help, but when he heard my problem he wished me luck and went on his way while a police flew right on down the highway without a second glance in my direction. A towe truck arrived on the scene soon after Carrie, and he took my car to a shop. Thanks to Carrie, I am now home, and will be borrowing a car for the next few weeks.

Oh, what a day!