I want to tell y'all the story of the quarter. Miracles happen everyday and this just happened to be my saving grace that day.
One snowy and cold Sunday evening, I walked out to get barn chores started and noticed a flat tire on my pickup, which of course was hooked on to the trailer. The tire was at 10psi or roughly so it really needed to get addressed. I looked at my phone to check the time, 5:20. Shoot! I bet I have enough time to sneak it in to the Wal-Mart tire shop (they don't close until 6:00pm).
Instead of asking Rochelle for help (she has an air compressor built-in to her pickup, I feel like I always bother her by asking to air up whichever tire out here) I decided to unhook it and very carefully, wobble it into town. Due to my slow driving, I did not arrive at the tire shop until closer to 5:40pm. I walked in, explained my situation and asked if they could sneak me in. Big no. They were closing for the day with 20 minutes left to go... Wonderful, I thought. The guy said I could leave it there and they would get to it but probably not until Tuesday!
Pfft. Seriously he doesn't see my emergency and I cannot wait until Tuesday. It'll ruin my wheel well! The little bit it sat in their parking lot, the more the tire had lost air. I was beginning to panic and also wondering how in the world will I make it home. Left my cellphone at home (I assumed this would be a short trip), even better...
My next plan was to wobble it to their gas station to put enough air in to get me through the night and then I'll deal with it the next morning on my way to work. Got to the gas station and realized not only did I leave my cellphone at home, but I also left my purse and only grabbed my debit card (thinking once again it would be a quick errand at the tire shop)! As you know, air nowadays costs $1.25!
I rummaged around my pickup. I looked under the seats, in-between the seats, flipped the back seat, nothing. Zero change existed. Wonderful, I thought. I scanned my surroundings. For once, absolutely no one at the gas pumps to bum change off of. The sun had set and it started getting colder out, I thought to myself, this is great. Just great... The store clerk was even clocked out for the day. I continued to search my pickup and found a jacket I always keep in there. Just so happens there was a dollar in quarters in one of the pockets. Now I just needed the 25 cents. I looked over my truck yet again and still nothing. As I sat there, scanning my surroudings a bit more, my low fuel signal started dinging hysterically. Apparently it had been dinging for awhile and I just didn't even notice. Clearly, that was the least of my concerns. I looked down and left out a big sigh. I was finally at breaking point, on the verge of melting down. Tears of frustration slowly fell down along my cheekbones. I had given up and I was running out of fuel 40 feet away from a gas pump with a "bum tire" that was about to leave me stranded. I thought to myself, God if you're watching all this play out, I could use a little help here!
My truck was hysterically dinging low fuel, so I turned it off. I needed silence. I needed to think and analyze what to do next. I searched the back seat again hoping I had just overlooked the floor, nothing yet again. I sat for another minute and decided to keep searching. I scanned the same area, backseat floor, and there was a quarter! In plain sight... in a wide open spot that I had scanned 20 times prior. I knew where this had come from, I had zero doubt in my mind. I grabbed the quarter and quietly said, "Thank you." I pumped up the tire with more air than necessary (mind you, I needed to get home). I hopped back inside to turn my truck on and it wouldn't turn over. I thought to myself, isn't this just great... I ran it out of fuel, at the gas station while I searched for a non-existent quarter the past 45 minutes. I kept trying. It turned over, but my electrical was tweaking out and everything went very dim on the dashboard! I floored it and then released the pedal to coast on in to the nearest gas pump on my side. Took my debit card out, fueled up, and went on my way back home.
He always listens, all you need to do is ask.