Rant #3,356: God Only Knows

I am back!

I had kind of a strange day on Tuesday.

I did all the normal things that I do during weekdays since I have returned to driving, but I had one extra task to do, one that wasn't planned.

I went to pick up my son at work, and as I always do, as I waited for him, I read a book, poring through the pages as a beautiful, sunny day engulfed my car.

About five minutes before he was to come out, I took a peak at my car's dashboard, and one of the warning lights was on.

Unlike my previous car, this car did not tell me right away what the problem was, as there was no message on my dashboard alerting me to the exact problem.

I shut the car off, put it on again, and for a brief few moments, the car did alert me that the rear passenger side tire was very low in tire pressure.

Everything was OK when I got into the car, but not at that moment, so when my son came out from work, we went to a gas station to put air into the tire--which by the way, now costs $1.50 to do.

I took my son along with me, rather than take him home first, because I honestly did not think I would be able to get down low enough to put air in the tire ...

But God has a funny way of doing things, and lo and behold, I was able to do this without too many problems--

But the problem was not my ability to put air in the tire, but the ability of the tire to hold the air--which it didn't do.

My son and I drove to a local tire shop, and lo and behold, I had a nail in my tire, and after thinking that I probably needed a new tire--and concerned with the cost--all that needed to be done was to get rid of the nail and plug up the hole.

We were out if the shop within about an hour ... with my wallet intact, if you know what I mean.

I had a bundle of work to do today, so I really had a full day.

But again, in a funny way, I now know that I can get down low enough to pump air into my tire, and you can bet that if this happened a month ago, my son would have had to do the job for me--

So I am thinking that this all happened for a reason, and while it is never fun to have a flat tire, maybe this one produced the biggest smile on my face because I could actually put air in my car's tire without help--

And the repair price was certainly something that made me happy, because I thought that the damage would cost me a lot more.

Yes, I know, it is funny what puts a smile on my face during this period of my life, but again, I am taking "baby steps" in my recovery right now, and I guess taking care of a nail in my tire has to be looked at as one of those "baby steps."

What other activities do I still need to conquer?

Right now, God only knows.