So with my New Year's Resolution to "go with the flow" in mind, I told the hubs, "Why don't you just drive down to Montgomery and back on Sunday and get your laptop? You can check on stuff while you're there." We're talking a 5-hour roundtrip--about $40 in gas.
So the hubs, says "But it's our one day together."
Me: "I'll be packing and getting ready to go, so I won't really be available."
So that decided it for the hubs. He wanted to drive my car, which was unusual since he loves his Sebring convertible, but again I shrugged and went with the flow. It wasn't like I was going anywhere on Sunday.
When the hubs got back last night, he said, "Something's really wrong with your car. It was shaking real bad on the drive. I'll take it in to Mike's [the mechanic] tomorrow morning."
Of course, I'm supposed to leave for Pensacola then, but go with the flow, go with the flow. Better to fix the car than have car trouble while making a 5-hour drive by myself to Florida.
So the hubs takes the car to Mike's this morning while I'm still snoozing [the hubs is FANTASTIC!] and guess what? The tie rod was on the verge of breaking. And the tie rod controls the steering. Broken tie rod equals no steering.
All I could think was: OH. MY. GOD. I just avoided a major, and possibly very nasty, accident traveling by MYSELF to Florida. The hubs leaving his computer at work was a GODSEND, not an annoyance.
And you know what? This isn't the first time something like this has happened. But I needed the reminder that blessings are often disguised as annoyances or negatives. I'm still blown away by the Universe stepping in to save me today. I must still have important work to do before I die.
In other news: the first fruitcake arrived for my Fruitcake Sanctuary! Yay! And it's a good one, too! Nice and heavy, chock full of candied-fruit goodness.
Also, I give my top three reading recommendations for World Weaver Press's website blog: http://worldweaverpress.com/2013/12/27/reading-recommendations-2013-top-book-picks-from-wwps-authors-and-staff/
And once the shock of the near-death experience subsides, I'll be heading down to Pensacola to spend New Year's with my mom, sister, brother-in-law, four nieces, a HUGE pack of dogs, and the Secret Chickens.
Happy New Year's, Y'all!
PS: Would be burglers: while I'm gone, the hubs will be at home with the two PITBULLS. Breaking and Entering is not advised. Not unless you want to lose vital body parts!