Seems like everything always happens to me on a Wednesday. I was hoping that yesterday would bring our family another member, but since it's Thursday and I still sit here with my belly smooshed against my desk, no such luck.
When I left work yesterday I discovered I had a flat tire. I went to my other office, borrowed a guy (Yes, I do know how to change a flat, but frankly, I am 40 weeks pregnant and didn't want to do it). After messing with it forever, we finally got the tire pulled off and discovered it was WAY more than just a flat tire. Apparently the front spring had snapped and sliced a huge gash in my tire. I don't know how I managed to get to work without the tire going flat or having a blow out (Thank You God for that!). There was a huge piece of spring just stuck in my tire. I called Ayron and he came up to Angola and took me home.
On the drive home we started calling our insurance company and mechanics. While we do have towing insurance, we do not have the $800 one place wanted to fix the whole mess. We found a place that would do it for $275, but they are backed up by 2 weeks. If I was already on maternity leave, it wouldn't be a big deal, but since we have no clue when this kid is coming out, we didn't think we could do the whole 2 week wait thing. I managed to stay calm the whole time this mess was unfolding. I never once cried or freaked out...that's a big deal for someone who is 40 weeks prego! I decided we would just go to mom's and pick up TJ. Then it hit me. My mom's neighbor is a big machine mechanic. He works on the cranes at places like SDI and he can also fix semis, etc. He was home so we went over and chatted with him.
Tony is an amazing guy. He shovels my mom's driveway, they take turns mowing the two yards, etc. Ayron asked him if he knew how to fix our problem and Tony laughed like it was as easy as licking an envelope. He said, "Got all the tools right there on my work truck. When you wanna do it?" So for $50 (and we buy the parts), some cupcakes, and some slave labor (Ayron is going to help him put the roof on his new shed), Tony is going to fix our car. It was at that point that I wanted to cry. I think Tony noticed because he said, "Ah, no biggie. Take a couple hours on Saturday and we'll get it fixed. Bring TJ over, drop him off to play with our kids (between him and his wife they have 5 kids), let Ayron and I fix the car and you go do something girly, like give birth or something."
So God Bless Tony!!!!!! That man is a saint!! So now I am sitting at work waiting for a tow truck to come get the car. I know that I shouldn't be surprised, after all He works in mysterious ways. Heck, He kept me calm the whole time yesterday!
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