I woke up early this morning knowing that I would get to visit BG this afternoon for the first time in two weeks. After running several errands and still finding myself with time to kill, I went to the car to head down toward Casa Grands for a look see. As fate would have it, it would not start. I had been out there cleaning the windows and figured I had just run the battery down by leaving the key in the ignition. No problem....I have cables and the neighbors were home so they offered to boost me off. Mind you, these are the very same folks who brought my dinner on a four wheeler yesterday afternoon. It would not boost. At all. Okay then. We took it off and headed to AutoZone for a new one where "new guy" was trying to wait on some idiot with time on his hands and a passive aggressive manner. About the time I whispered "holy jesus" the lady in front turned around and gave me a look letting me know that she was not amused either. I was on a mission to get to Jackson and they weren't helping.
Patrick put the new battery on and had trouble with the positive terminal because the screw is worn out if you can imagine that on a 15 year old car. Anywho, it started and I told him he was the man! After going back in to visit the bathroom before taking off, I returned to the car and turned the key . Nothing. Nada. By that time I was already supposed to be at a meeting 45 minutes away. BG was despondent because gawd...it's been a long time since we saw each other! We had a phone call marathon with me reaching out to the powers that be for an alternate to today's visit. Meanwhile, my buddy Wayne came over to check things out and found that the piece on the terminal that is over the post would not screw down right because it's stripped or something. Who knows! So, tomorrow it's back to AutoZone for one of those to go on my 110 buck battery. Hopefully I can make the trip safely then. Wayne told me if I had trouble just to "whack on it" with a wrench. Right. I'm a girl and that's not really in my skill set but I'll give it my best.
All I can figure is that it was not meant for me to make that trip today. Who the hell knows why, but maybe I was saved from some horrible happening by karma. I choose to see it that way. What used to send me into a fit of anxiety and rage turned into an acceptance of what is. Tomorrow is another day....and Memorial Day which means light traffic. So...there you go. I was also supposed to meet a FB friend for the first time in person which will happen eventually so that I can give her something to make her day. There's a back story there, but I'll save it for another time.
I think I'll just sit here and smell the soy candle and count my blessings that the damn thing didn't die on the highway. Oh...and remember that "this too shall pass." Leaving room for the spirit to work here.