I've been on the road a lot. I drove 615 miles for work on Friday. On today I left home at 7am to drive 150 miles to work in St. Clair County. When I got there we had to cancel. It was 9:35 am.
The thing is I had this feeling on yesterday that something was gonna be up with this trip. I don't mind the cancellation-I still get paid even though it's a waste of time and money. However, in my spirit today I just felt uneasy a little. There was just something off a little. So I prayed for traveling grace and mercy. I prayed for my family. I prayed for the will of God to be done.
As the cancellation was happening I asked coworker to make a call for me because my brake light had come on on Friday. She did and they told her that I would be able to switch my car for another one until my car gets fixed. No problem, right?
Wrong!!
Before going to the garage I stopped at my moms house. Chatted with her for a little bit. I went to the library, dry cleaners and called my brother to see if he was home so I could stop by. He wasn't so I made my way to the garage. I got to the garage at 12:50pm and they told me that they didn't have any cars to loan. So I'm 150 miles from home and they are telling me that I can't get home because driving with the brake light on was unsafe. So what as I sposed to do? Thumb it home? I asked the service guy that.
I called my boss and she said that maybe she could get someone to come get me. Well my partner was in Chicago so that wasn't going to happen. And I didn't want my partner that I was working with to have to drive 5 hours to get me home especially since she has small children at home and she wouldn't get home til 6pm. So I told my boss I would uber to the train and then take Amtrak home. I got off the phone and realized that uber may cost me $30 but I could take the bus to the metro link that takes me to Amtrak. But the bus stop was 3.249 miles away. Hmmm....I did say that I wanted to get in 12,000 steps per day.
Nope....not today. It was drizzling outside and chilly and I had a heavy bookbag, a heavy file case and some awkward UPS boxes. If it was a nice day and I didn't have all my acuchamonts I would have made the hike.
My $10 uber picked me up at 1:33pm and took me the 3.249 miles to the bus depot. I paid $3 for the ride and transfer to get on the metro link. En route I called Amtrak to book my ticket. There were two trains--3pm and 5pm. I chose the 5pm because I didn't know if I was gonna make it to the train by 3. One the bus, the guy in front of me--who had to be about 50, turns around and ask, "so you texting?"
"What?" is what I was thinking. I said, "Yes."
"Can I get your name and number?"
"WHAT?" is what I was thinking. "No, I'm involved," is what I said.
"Oh, I had to ask."
"UGH," is what I was thinking.
He smelled like a distillery. I book my ticket and got off at Amtrak at 2:47. I wanted to see if I could get on the train, but I was sure they were getting ready to leave when at 2:51pm a guy runs to the window and I hear the lady tell him, "You got 5 minutes, you better run." He takes off running. The do a last call for the 3pm train. I go to the window and tell her I got a 5:30 ticket, but can I get on the train. She tells me yes and that she's changing my ticket. I take off running.
I get on the train at 2:54pm.
Thank God!!
I call my friend to ask her if she could pick me up. I get home at 6pm.
I started the day off with the uneasy feeling and I began to pray. I thank God for the sensitivity to pray. I mean, sometimes things happen and can go wrong. So I thank God for prayer.
