Tuesday:) Trials and Tribulations

17 Apr

“When life sends you trials and tribulations, try and count your blessings. If that doesn’t work, go to lunch, dinner, and a movie.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis


Yesterday, I had stopped at Towne Creek to drop off some sandwiches for Miss Nelma. I didn’t stay long because her nurse was there visiting and changing bandages, so I didn’t stay long. Helene was with me, and when we got back into my car, it wouldn’t start. It churned a little then, nothing, nada, dead. I waited a few minutes, then tried a few more times. It finally started, but it made me nervous. The Honda dealer was just a few blocks away, so we drove over.

The nice rep there said they were closing in 15 minutes, and asked if I could leave my car. NO! I said I’d be back in the morning. So, I left the house at 9 a.m. This morning and drove over. I was happy the car started. I knew it wasn’t the battery because it was replaced just a few months ago. Jeremy took my info and said it was going to be a while, so I walked a few blocks away to Plaza Thrift then Whataburger.

A couple of hours later, Jeremy called to say after an expensive exhaustive diagnostic and checking everything, it “might ” be the starter. They weren’t positive. So, I said, OK, fix it, to the tune of well over $700.

Next trial… they didn’t have the part and had to order one, so I could either get a loaner or come back again. I chose the loaner. I walked back and started the paperwork. Next… my proof of insurance wasn’t current because I hadn’t printed out a new card for my glove box. So, I had to call my insurance to have them text me a copy of my updated card. The lady said fine and she would text it right away. I waited 15 minutes, no text. I called back. She said she sent it already. A minute later, I received a text from my son in Chicago asking why he got a text of my insurance card. I called her back, and we straightened that out.

Next trial… I get this beautiful new 2019 Honda Odyssey with all the bells and whistles. The man gave me the key, we had to walk around it together to make sure there were no scratches, then I signed the papers. He said it was similar to my car, just no shifter, it was all on the dash. I hopped in the car, buckled up and… where the heck was drive? It was already running, but I couldn’t figure out how to drive it. I had to run and find someone. OK, figured that out.

I drove over to visit Miss Nelma again. She was feeling a little better. While I was there, Helene texted around 2, asking if I wanted to see a movie. I said sure. The movie “Us” was playing at 2:30. I didn’t know anything about it, but it got good reviews. I hugged Miss Nelma and went down to my car.

Next trial… I couldn’t figure out how to get the darn car into reverse. I depressed the brake and pushed the R repeatedly. I turned off the car, and started again. After about the 10th brake and push R, I noticed under the R was a lever. OH? I had to pull the lever down for reverse, not just push it. They didn’t tell me that. Why didn’t they tell me that? I drove off finally, only to be just in time for McKinney High School to be dismissed. I was in line with a hundred or more anxious teenagers escaping school. It took 15 minutes to go less than one mile.

Next trial… Helene was at the theatre and had gotten me a ticket. We just missed all the annoying previews and in time for the movie, “Us.” We sat through 15 minutes of a really awful movie. It was dark and scary. I don’t do scary. I checked my phone and found that the movie, “Unplanned” was playing in 5 minutes. They had been talking about it at church. We scooted over there. It was a good movie, but it had some very explicit scenes of abortions. I just closed my eyes a lot.

Next trial… after the movie, Helene asked if I wanted to get some dinner. We decided on Pepe’s Tacos Y Mas. Here’s the trial. I had a big lunch, so I just ordered nachos. It was a half order so I figured it would be small. Oops! It was huge and delicious. Result…now I have a belly ache and a big belly.

So, after all my trials and tribulations, I am counting my blessings. It was a good day.

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