Yesterday after I blogged here, I had to take fourth son to the dental school downtown to have a crown seated. No problem there, and out earlier than usual. We planned to stop at the main branch of the library on the way home. Pulled in, found a parking place, and as I was turning into it, we heard a loud BOOM sound twice. First thought was that I'd run over something that had blown both of her (borrowing oldest daughter's pick-up) right-side tires. Couldn't find a problem, so while second son was standing outside the truck, I tried to back up. BOOM again. Something came loose and fell off, a suspension sort of thing. Tire began to list inward (not as much as in photo---that happened when the tow truck guy had to pull it backward) and several things fell off---little bits.
Long story short. Called Gary, called daughter, they came, called mechanic who ordered a tow truck. Got it hauled in. Daughter got the repair list, and it's bearable. All's well that ends well.
I was exhausted when we got home. Too much stress. My insides felt every bit of that BOOM, instantly worrying about what the heck had happened, and powerless to do anything. Feeling there's a spiritual metaphor tucked into that experience.
Got home, and a review book had arrived in the mail. Always a treat, especially when they get here before I anticipate. A small reward for a very busy day.
And tomorrow oldest daughter and second son drive out of state to a missions type conference (he's interested, she's just going along for the ride). I'm not fretting, but it's one more thing to keep in mind.
Odd, but I don't always know something bothers me until I have physical issues related to worry. My hands break out, my head will hurt, my stomach will do flip flops. All boxes checked the past day or so. Guess I'm a bit wound up, eh?
Anyway. Got to keep my focus. The Lord has it all under control. I just have to do what I do in my own little world. :)
