Wednesday, October 29

67 Days to go

So, let the drama unfold. 2 weekends ago Sarah's, my lovely fiance, truck decided to break down on the weekend we were trying to move into the apartment she would inhabit until we get married and we would inhabit after we got married. No judgment on cohabitation, it's very pragmatic, just note the fact that studies show that couples who cohabitate before marriage are 75% more likely to divorce. Just sayin'.

Anyway, so the truck breaks down and it takes FOUR hours and 4-7 men (2-3 (maybe more) of them on illicit drugs...they were passerbys helping and I was SO grateful for them, however, we didn't exactly break down in the best part of town one could assert.) to get the truck onto a towing dolley. You see we pushed the truck OVER where the back tires rest in the dolley. Yes, our brute strength was shown, and 4 hours later our heads were boiling with frustration. Mind you, this break down happens just the next day after its radiator and thermostat had been replaced. So, at this point, we spend the rest of the weekend fixing the green, pickup truck - lovingly named Larry after the Veggietales (2 eprops for cheesy Christian movies that are so great and greatly to be praised). This fixing entailed getting a new battery (the old one was still under warranty, thank God!), replacing a radiator hose, replacing the spark plugs, and replacing the distributor cap.

If Larry wasn't in enough trouble in our books and pocketbooks, he decided to breakdown again on this past Saturday. Oh yes he did folks. Yes he did. Only this time, he decided he needed to do a little more damage...just to see what kind of cohonies we were made of. Larry decided to mess up and/or allow his transmission to mess up. Today we found out his repairs will sing to the tune of (since it's far too major of work for us to do ourselves) 1,500 bones!!! Oh yes, you heard me correctly. 4 digits folks. Four. and a comma. Thankfully (major thanks!!!) Sarah's Dad is going to be able to go in halves with us on the cost of repairs.

In short, we could use prayers. Much of our saved money was to go toward our upcoming wedding for which we are footing much of the bill. Pray for patience, dependable vehicles, discounts, second jobs that pay REALLY well, provision, contentedness, etc. Thanks all! You're wonderful...really wonderful.

Tomorrow I'll try to bumble out the lesson that sat down in my lap today with this whole saga.

3 comments:

Cary said...

wow man, that SUCKS!

It's great you have such an awesome attitude about it though. I remember days when you would have just stopped showering/picking up after yourself and let it go.

Kudos, my friend.

I'm sorry I missed your call and will return it shorty, for this is my week off. It would be good to catch up.

Miss ya bro.

I'm sad I won't be at your wedding.

*sigh*

b said...

Man. Your move sounds similar to mine.

Except, our trailer came unhitched, we couldn't move in until 3:00 though we had helpers at 10:30, They forgot to light our Gas Pilot..

With 3 days to let me offer you this.

Keep your head up. It's definitely going to get stressful.

She might even get a little.... GASP.... crazy, but, you love her, and this will all be over soon.

God Bless you man, I'm praying for you and your fiance.

-Andy,
http://www.crucialencounter.com

TenaciousT said...

not an encouraging thought perhaps, but this kind of "adventure" is exacly what marriages are made of, so consider this solid preparation. and it is true that these kind of issues really do make your marriage stronger. so here's to your marriage and all the wonderful trials! :)