Wouldn’t you know it... Wednesday ... I started a refinance on my condo. Of course the question, “Do you have any credit card debt?” No I don't (smiles) just a few hundred bucks from last week's COSTCO run and a few other recents...
Oh, did I mention I'm working from the waiting area at the Ford Dealership in Kent this Friday afternoon? I blew a tire last night on my way home. So let's see now, a flat tire turns into 4 new tires+allignment+new battery+front brakes (bothsides) rotors and pads.
I knew all of it was coming so no fault to anyone, but dang it, "THE PLAN" was cheering for next month, even better the one after.
$1,500 later on the card and yes, I'm grateful. Big scheme, it's nothing really (1st world problem) and as it turned out, a very interesting evening...
I manage to hobble along side the freeway a couple miles to the next exit and make my way into Lowe's parking lot off A Street in Auburn. I'm stressed of course, but had a little laugh when I turned off the engine. I was thinking about a few Activerain posts I read last week sharing expressions like,
"It's truly the little things in life that are so very precious."
Indeed! I believe that's absolutely true cuz I really had to pee after driving a 150 miles up Interstate 5 from Vancouver today and there ain't no place for that kind of business along this stretch of SR 167 without being in all your glory to traffic, both ways.
Text Message: Roadside assistance ETA 1 and a 1/2 hours. I call my friend Dave who lives nearby. My timing is good and a few minutes later we're hanging out waiting for help to arrive. Then this guy walks up (wait for it, wait for it) asking for money.
He spun us a fabulous story and well worth a listen... About his car being stolen this morning along with his keys, phone, wallet, and a vintage 1960s Gretsch guitar that was in the back seat! Up until then I'm still thinking"that's possible, and maybe true" ... but my internal radar flipped on at 'Gretsch' and I keep silent about a life long passion for guitars. No gas on the fire tonight...
Then he fills that silence (as if everything else that had just proceeded wasn't quite already enough) and says, "And ... I got fired from my job this morning for not showing up!" Go figure!, he says as he raises his hands like a surrender. "I called the cops, but you know..."
Okay, now it's over the top. I recognize variation on a theme. I know this one from the Renton Safeway parking lot.
I'd gladly pay for the stories, but I don't have any money. I don’t carry cash, and he walks off...
Then a truck driver walks over and starts talking. He's friendly and also offers to help with the spare. Thanks, but no. I've already called for roadside assistance and they should be here any minute.
Bill is delivering a dozen small garden trailers to Lowe’s this evening from Montana. He arrived a few minutes late and the store manager refused delivery. That is so not cool in my book (at face value) and now he has to spend the night in his truck so he can unload them in the morning.
He seems okay with it, even in good spirits, though his girlfriend just dumped him last week.
He’s gone too much and loves his dogs. She doesn’t.
As we're talking I'm in my head embracing a totally renewed appreciation for life. Turns out Bill lives in Idaho, grew up in Lynnwood, then went on to share some great long haul truck driver adventures.
Text message: New ETA, we’re running late, 45 minutes, maybe more. So Dave and I walk across the lot to Applebee’s for a much needed beverage and a bite to eat.
When William from roadside assistance finally pulls up truckdriver Bill and Dave and I are standing by my flat tire like it's round a campfire. Then that 1st guy shows up again. He gets it, there's no money to be had. He just wants to hang out and joins in.
It only takes a few minutes to get the spare on and William is also friendly and chatty. So now we're 5 guys in a parking lot chance meeting that the unexplainable enigmatic universe thingy brought together. We're sharing stories and laughs about life and being guys. It's a beautiful spring evening as the sun goes down in the Pacific Northwest.
Then as mysteriously as we had gathered and with handshakes and good cheer, we part ways into the night and I'm finally back to the road for home.
Thank you God, Goddess, Spirit of All there is... I'm grateful and well aware this day could have turned out different. Blessings to my good friend Dave and please, if you will, look after those guys I met today.
As I pull out of the lot I turn my CD player on. It's qued up to an old favorite I brought along for the trip. As it starts I crank it up to loud plus and smile.
"La lahhhhhh! ... La lah la lah Mystery Tour... La lahhhhhh! ... La lah la lah Mystery Tour ...
What a great album!