What the Freak
Last week I had one of those days that had me saying, “What the FREAK?” It started at 6:00 AM, sharp. Leaving for work I headed into the garage from the house, and pushed the garage door opener. It went up, but stopped after about two or three inches and came back down. I tried again and the same thing happened. After trying a few more times I checked the sensors to make sure nothing was causing the issue. I saw nothing, and even went as far as clearing all accumulated cob webs in the area…..eewww. By now I am starting to sweat from the heat and humidity, as the door continues to raise up and down without stopping. I remembered my son telling me to pull the rope to detach from the system so it could manually be raised.
I attempted to lift the door but it wouldn’t budge. I thought tackling it from outside might be easier, it was not. I could only get it to raise two inches. I tired again and again, but came up with the same results. I had so much to do that day, including two doctor appointments, a meeting, and a picnic….not to mention the normal workday in between.
In a panic I called my son, who was already at work several miles away. He tried walking me through everything I had already done and then suggested that I hook the door back up…….ummm….”I have no idea what I did, other than pull a rope.” Suddenly, I realized my daughter’s car was in the driveway……”YAY, gotta run, Andrew.” I jumped in the car, turned the key….and nothing…..”What the FREAK?” Fortunately, after cranking several times, and pumping the gas, it finally started. Alleluia! OMG….the brake light is on, and after checking, was not the emergency brake. I called my son again as he tried to walk me through what to do next. I carefully drove around the neighborhood to determine I wouldn’t crash, and away I went. “Dear Lord, let me make it to work.”
Within a few hours I left for doctor appointment number one, as I approached the car I noticed the licsense plates were expired…..”WHAT THE?” Seriously? With my daughter being away on an internship, I had forgotten to renew. I had about a twenty minute drive to avoid and dodge any police…..”Dear Lord, let me get to my appointment.”
After the appointment, as I was driving back to work, I notice a new yellow light…..now what? Again, I called my son and asked what O/O means. “O/O, are you sure it isn’t O/D?” “Ummm….it could be.” He tells me he’ll call me right back….he does and tells me I must of hit the overdrive button…..I did….argh! “Dear Lord, let me get back to work, without being stopped.”
After being back to work for about an hour, it was time to leave for doctor appointment number two. “Dear Lord, let me get to my appointment.” I wait, and wait, and wait, and have now missed the picnic, but still need to run home, then renew the plates. “Dear Lord, let me get home and to the licsense renewal building.”
I pulled into the driveway and attempted to get the registration out of the glovebox and it’s jammed! I called my daughter in Canada and she let’s me know it’s broken but if I jiggle it just right it will open….”FOR THE LOVE OF!” No such luck…..I called the licsense renewal business and they broke the good news…..I just needed the VIN number which can be found on the insurance card……”Thank you, Lord Jesus!”
What a day! If you ever find yourself saying, “What the FREAK?”, ask yourself about lessons learned, then pray, and just go with the flow…..because nothing’s gonna stop it.
xoxox…..Sheryl