Did you ever read one of the books as a child where you got to choose your own ending? This posting/continuation of the last one/ works that way, only one of the endings is real. The others are j.f.f. (just for fun).
Ending # 1. I realized that my tires were bald. This of course was bad news, very bad. Tires are outrageously expensive and it looked as if I needed four more. I furiously went inside and began calling around for quotes. Being a seminarian means being in formation and as a student full time, translation= having no money and not being able to earn any. The first several places quoted $500 (including an alignment).
Looking at my checking account and then again at the cost I was getting rather nervous. After hours of searching on line I found the perfect place where I could get four great tires for only $400. There was no way this deal could be too good to be true. So, the next day, Saturday, I plugged the address into a borrowed G.P.S. and away I went. The tire store was in Maryland, so I thought how far away, could it really be? I mean after all Maryland is not big of a state right?
So, off I went on my journey. The G.P.S. was not behaving and for some reason claimed it was 90 minutes away. Surely there was some mistake. So I kept driving and as I drove the time kept getting later. Two hours later I arrived. What on earth made me drive two hours to the middle of nowhere for tires! The service was great. As I sat in the lobby I played with the GPS and discovered I was as far south as Richmond, Virginia, but at the southernmost tip of the state. AHHHHH
After two hours back, I made it just in time for dinner, tired, annoyed and poor. However, thanks to the generosity of a great friend I was able to cover the tires. So, if you are ever in the farthest reaches of Maryland I know a great place for tires.....
Option #2. I realized I left my meal at Burger Kind
Option #3. I realized that there was a small kitten trapped in a tree by a hungry bear which was below. I climbed the tree and rescue the small kitten. On my way down I fought off the angry bear and happily returned the kitty to its 85 year old owner.
Hope you picked wisely. Stay tuned for my next adventure.... a dark and stormy night.... a get away car and a possible faith crisis....
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3 comments:
YOU ROCK!!!!! Your trip to Virginia was worth it to save that poor defenselesss kitten! That has to be worth an indulgence or soemthing! Serioulsy, I'm VERY IMPRESSED!!!!!!!! I like your blog. But I'm still waiting for those pis from St. Francis Inn.....?????
Holding you in prayer -
Brenda Robinson
I like option three the best. While number one is probably the right choice, its more like you to save a kitten from a hungry bear.
How about...
Option 4: You got your tires fixed, on the way home you saw the kitten, and when you saved it, the kind woman paid for your tires.
What a fun story. :)
-Fr. Von
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