I drove my car into a ditch. There, I said it. Completely my fault, although I'd like to say the ditch just jumped out and grabbed my car. But I'm a better woman than that- I can take my lumps.
You don't need the details- or do you? Let me set the scene for you....I was on my way to pick up the inlaws and Charlie, who were hiking not too far from our house. I went to make a u-turn in the road, and thought I could clear the turn with the grass in front of me. Turns out I was wrong. Very wrong. Under the grass was a huge ditch, and a concrete block in front of my tires. Forwards or in reverse, the car wasn't budging. Neither Audrey or I was hurt, but we were blocking traffic, and at 5pm, that's not so good.
A nice older man asked if I needed help. In between making calls on my cell phone, I was able to answer him. He was kind enough to call the police. Within minutes, I had a Doctor in scrubs stop and ask me the same thing, then a guy on his motorcycle walked up and asked if we were all right. Wow. Luckily I had the ability to answer clearly in between trying to keep my cool.
Before long the police arrived. Turns out, he's a neighbor. Guess I better behave on the block from now on, right? He called the tow truck and within 15 minutes they had my car out of the ditch and my pride partly back in place. Not exactly how I wanted to meet my local law enforcement officers, but I'm thankful they were there to help.
It's been a wild ride these past 10 days. Now that I've taken one or two for the team, I think we'll be good for a bit.
Thing #15 that I love about this move.....friendly helpful people, in time of need. With 9/11 right around the corner, it's a true testament to the spirit of this country. All those people could easily have kept driving, laughing at my ridiculous mistake. Instead, they chose to pause and see if anything was needed. It was proof that people are still good and kind. May I be so blessed to return the favor.
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