Just listen!

What a day this has been, what a  rare mood I'm in, not a wonderful rare mood either. It's almost like I'm manic. I got to work this morning & pages had been revised. And, just like last week, I had released the last pages to be sent to the printer & I got a call for an obit to be placed in THIS week's paper. I retrieved the pages & fit a death notice in. I kept trying to work, but gave up.

I went to Logan with Nick. Yes, he let me go. Usually he doesn't. I was having a bit of road rage, good thing I wasn't driving. I told Nick I need to break my middle finger to keep from letting the Hawaiian Good Luck sign fly so often. I haven't done that for years, flip people off, not break my finger.

When we got home, I went back to work for an hour. Then it was time to go with Nick to his eye doctor appt. He's been having problems with blurry vision. The eye doctor told him to watch his sugar levels. I guess we'd better start checking it. Dr. Beckstead told him to watch the sugar too.

I wanted Nick to go vote with me on the override election for the Preston School District & the commissioners for the Franklin County Fire District. He said to wait until his dad got home. Nick doesn't like to vote. I did. When Don & I went to run errands, we took Don's car. I had the distinct feeling I needed my purse. I thought, "No duh! I'll need my wallet." Not thinking I had no money in it. I got in my car to get my purse, the empty O2 canister & empty pill bottle to take to the pharmacy.

First stop was Oakwood Elementary to vote. Don has trouble getting the key out of the ignition in his car.  I told him to wait in the car & I'd go vote. If he got the key out, he could come. I had the distinct thought that I needed my purse. I thought, "What do I need my purse for. I can go vote without carrying my purse along." I got across the parking lot & stepped on to the sidewalk & the thought came again, "Go get your drivers license." Again, I thought, "I don't need to prove who I am. It'll be Karen (Child) & the other ladies, they know who I am. What do I need my drivers license for?" I got to the door of the gym & the thought came the final time, "Get your license."

As I walked up to the table, the first words out of my mouth was, "Do I need my drivers license?" I didn't even say hi. Yes, they passed a law last year that you need a picture ID to vote. I had forgotten, but that niggling thought had been there all the way from the car. Karen said she even made her husband present his picture ID.

I was SOOOO angry, not at Karen & the other ladies, at myself for not listening. I turned & went back out to the car. I told Don to go ahead. He said he asked if I had voted. I don't remember telling him I had voted, but I was angry. I got my iPod out & started playing Solitaire. He came back out & told me to go vote. I did. Carrying my little purse along. I wasn't the only one, that had forgotten. Out of the five people who walked in with me, 3 had to go out & get their license. Two of the men had their license in their wallets in their hip pocket. So did Don.

When we got to the pharmacy, the key still wouldn't come out of the ignition. So, Don sat in the car while I went in, without my purse. At the grocery store, the key came out with no trouble at all. We walked in & I was carrying my trusty little purse.

The hand of the Lord

This is too good not to share. Yesterday, Thursday, Nick drove to Logan to pick up his money from the credit union. His SSI check is direct deposited & so he gets it the day before the first of the month. He told me he was going & I thought, since he was going to Logan, he would take the '09 Impala. No, he took the '92 Camaro, ( not sure on either of those years, but it's close enough on both of them ). He called me telling me he was stranded in Logan & would I come & get him. I figured there was enough time to go get him & be back in time to take Mother to get her hair done.

I was not dressed & I had not taken my pills. I hurriedly got dressed, took my meds & ran to the Conoco to wash the windshield of all the bird poop &, of course, to grab a refill of Mt. Dew. He called to see where I was when I was at the Conoco. He told me he was bored. I told him I'd be there as fast as I could.

I drove past ComputerWise & thought Nick had probably planned to go there. As I was driving along, I thought, "If it were me, I would start walking." Actually, I thought, "If it were me, I'd take the bus." But, I also knew Nick wouldn't be comfortable taking the bus. It is just not something he would do. So, I saw someone walking & looked over & there was Nick. He was about 2 miles from Wal-Mart & the credit union. I got over into the next left turn lane & made a legal U-turn & back on the highway. He had made it to the Logan Keller Tire driveway. I picked him up & took him to ComputerWise.

We went back & clocked his walk, 1.9 miles & it was .4 miles still to ComputerWise. I thanked the Lord that I had seen Nick. That He had put the thought in my mind that Nick might be walking & I would need to watch for him.

We came home. Nick said he was going to try to start the car before he & his dad would try starting it by pushing it & popping the clutch. Since it's a standard transmission, we figured that would work. Reminded me of an experience Nick & I had with my little blue Toyota Corolla up Mink Creek back in the late '90s, but that's a whole other story. It also made me think of the movie Little Miss Sunshine, where the family had to push their hippie van & pop the clutch with the whole family running along & jumping in.

So, we had this all planned out. Nick & I would go back to Logan & meet Don at the credit union when he got off work. Nick & Don would push the car & I was going to be the designated driver & pop the clutch at just the right moment. Don met us & Nick decided we would push the car toward the Kohl's parking lot, not toward the street. He told me to get in. At least I wouldn't have to run along & jump in. I really didn't know what I was going to do, besides pop the clutch.

I said a quick, simple prayer & reminded Nick he was going to try starting it before we did any pushing. He got in, turned the key & the little car just purred to life. "Oh, thank You Lord." Nick got in & roared off. The last I saw, Nick was turning onto the Wal-Mart street toward HWY 91. He hurried home & didn't hit one red light!! Don & I were each in our own car following behind. I kept watching for a little red Camaro alongside the road.

Tonight he was telling Zach (Kent) that a bolt had fallen out of the starter on Wednesday. It's amazing the car even started.