Rachel
and I walked out of a store in Crestwood and jumped in the van. When we turned the key to start it, however,
I quickly got that unpleasant feeling I always get when it becomes obvious that
the vehicle is not going to start.
It’s
similar to the feeling I get when a doctor says, “We found something that
concerns us…”
So, we
called a tow truck and he said, “I’m on my way…!”
“…in
about an hour.”
But,
actually, he arrived about in about 25 minutes.
That was a pleasant surprise.
The van
is now at our mechanic’s shop and he has not called to tell us what the problem
is, yet. But earlier today I posted a
thought about choosing to be happy and wouldn’t you agree that it’s a bit
ironic that my theory is being tested so quickly?
I mean,
sheesh!!! You’d think it would be at
least a few days after my “happiness” post before I’d have to mess with stalled
cars, tow trucks, and pricing estimates from mechanics.
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