Barbara Ortagus »

So in my last post, I confessed to being a terrible driver and shared how I recently broke my rearview mirror off as proof to those of you who were not convinced.  You are not going to believe what happened next.

I was on my way to get the mirror fixed when they car suddenly began to slow down.  Not a steady slow down, but  more of a lurching slow down.  Yep, I ran out of gas.  I was so distraught over my accident that I didn’t think to fill up which had been on my list of things to do after the oil change.

I was on kind of a busy boulevard so I really didn’t want to walk back over the bridge to look for a gas station in the retail district.  Besides it is getting colder and I wasn’t exactly dressed for a trek.  I called my poor husband and explained my predicament.  I tried to blame him for it, but that didn’t fly.  Luckily he had a break between appointments and was able to bail me out.

While I was waiting stranded on the side of the road, I was exceptionally impressed with the number of people who stopped to ask if I needed assistance.  Having my faith in the kindness of others renewed always makes me feel better.

Hubby showed up and filled my up with enough gas to make it to the next station.  I was quite late for my appointment to get the mirror fixed, but I guess they had some cancellations or something, because they were able to take me in anyway.

The job cost a little more than they had anticipated, but overall the price wasn’t too bad.  The Yukon is safe and sound in the garage now and I think it might just be best for everyone if I left it there for a while.