Yesterday, whew! My hubbie and I were in my old van, turned a corner, and heard a pop. It made a horrible noise the whole way home. Our mechanic is close, so we got hubbie's car and dropped my van off with an explanation in the drop box. (They were closed for the 4th. We could see a bolt or something dragging underneath.)
Then with hubbie gone. And, ohhhh, about supper time I just happened to go into the garage and saw water all down one side. Yep, the hot water heater decided to break. I called my friends down the street, and they came and helped me shut off the water and breaker. The water heater is doomed. It's still leaking, but I've channeled the water out the side door of the garage. Don't ask me how.
"When I remember Thee on my bed, I meditate on Thee in the night watches, for Thou hast been my help, and in the shadow of Thy wings I sing for joy. My soul clings to Thee; Thy right hand upholds me." Psalm 63:6-8
I was pretty flustered by nighttime, or rather the time the Tampa Bay Rays played baseball. So I chilled and watched the game and reflected on the day.
I found plenty to thank the Lord for:
Hubbie was still home to help me get the car to the mechanic. It didn't happen while on the way to work or taking my folks to the doctor the next day.
My friends were home to come help with support, knowledge and towels.
One of those days? Yes; but a good day after all.
I had a good nights sleep, although my shower was quite invigorating!