Saturday, September 11, 2010

Embarassing life moment #2,345

Yesterday I was beyond exhausted.  My body was begging me for sleep.  But I didn't get the opportunity to oblige.  Baby girl was not going to let me sleep that morning, and why should she, she hasn't let me sleep for the past 3 days and nights.
But yesterday morning I really was going to try my hardest to get her to sleep and then go back to sleep myself.  And I would have done that but my Grandma decided to come for a visit.  I love her to death, but sometimes she comes after calling my phone and leaving a message to say she's on her way over.  Yesterday was one of those days.  She came to hang out with me, so I decided that since I wasn't going to get a nap I would just get ready while she was here and take her along with me to run some errands.  I needed to go to the bank, get gas, go pick up a mirror I found on Craigslist (yay), and go to Target to pick up winter clothes for both babes.  By the way, at what point do you stop calling your toddler a baby? Saying I have two kids makes it sound like they're both older, and saying I have two babies makes it seem like they're both under one or so... Anyways.

I had gotten ready, put the "kids" in the car, and was driving on my way to the bank soon after my Grandma got to our house. I was in the left turn lane waiting for the light to turn green when all of a sudden my car sputtered and then died.  It was so sudden I honestly didn't know why it did it at first.  My check gage light hadn't been on and the little pointer thing that tells you how much gas you have was still above the red line. 

I tried starting the car multiple times, and begged God to let it start back up before the light turned green.  It didn't.  I turned on my emergency lights and kind of freaked out a little bit.  Only in my head, but still.  Luckily there was a gas station to the right of the street I was on.  The only 2 problems were 1.) I would have to cross a busy intersection to get to it; 2.) I would have to push the car myself since there was no way my grandma would be able to help. 

I never had to do anything like push my own car to a gas station, and I had serious doubts about my ability to push it on my own.  I went ahead and put the car in neutral and got out, ready and determined to push and steer the car over to the Shell station.  I was pushing with all my strength and the car was finally moving forward very slowly when suddenly a guy ran up from across the street behind me and started helping me push the car.  I was so happy and surprised to see him.  I kept telling him over and over "Thank you so much, I'm so sorry. Don't know how this could have happened, the light wasn't even on...it just died."  We finally made it to the gas station and I was a complete sweaty mess.  I said thank you again and tried to offer him $5 for helping me.  He didn't take it and said it was no problem, and then walked back to wherever he had come from. 

I was so grateful for the kindness of strangers.  It was awesome to have someone go out of their way to help like that.  God totally took care of me at the time. I just wish I wouldn't have had to push the car clear across the busy street with all the people staring at me thinking, "wow she's dumb, didn't she realize she was on empty?"  And yes I know I'm not the only one who has had this happen to them, but that doesn't make it less embarrassing. And since my light didn't come on and I was still above the red line I'm going to have to be extra careful when I'm out running errands.

1 comments:

Rita E said...

I just stumbled across your blog from Always in Wonder ... love the coasters! But I just had to comment on this post ... I have been driving for over 40 years and have been in your situation MORE than once! Yes, even stalled in a busy intersection and I too started to push my car, but God has always sent an angel to help me either push, change a tire, or tow my car. Now when I see a stranded motorist who looks like they need help, I stop if I can ... and if my son/s are with me, I have them help. My husband also stops. We have pushed cars, we have given folks rides to get gas (even bought it once), have changed tires, whether it's on the streets or freeways. I do this because I know how scared and stressed I was when it happened to me and I believe in paying it foward. When someone stops to help a complete stranger, it always restores your faith in humanity. Wishing you peace and love for the New Year!