The Continued Adventures...

2-21-12 (Hey, if I wrote this as Germans do (21-2-12), it would be a palindrome. Yay.)

of me and my truck, Grune. (And when I'm not lazy, Grune is spelled Grun with a ^ over the u.)

I'm going to be a bridesmaid in May, and the bride's asked me if it was okay if I left my truck (with my stuff in it) at someone's house down here over the few days that I'm in Virginia for the wedding. This is because she and the groom can't pay for me to fly from Indiana, so they want me to catch a ride with people from here and then drive back to Indiana after riding back from Virginia.

This is all right with me, except that I've had a busted window on my truck, and if I have valuable things in my truck, I didn't want an all-access panel made of duct tape and plastic. So last week, I prayed during my devotions that God would provide the money for fixing my truck window. Immediately, I heard You have a credit on your bill in a tone of voice that clearly said, "I was just waiting for you to ask."

So I investigated and I did have a credit on my bill--plenty, it turns out. So I withdrew money and looked for good auto glass shops. Only one that's in the area gave an online quote, so I followed up with that and discovered that the price that looked too good to be true was actually true (not counting tax). So, time to put the plan in motion.

I had to get a new battery and terminals in order to drive to the glass shop; I planned to do it on Sunday, but it poured and I figured electricity plus water was stupid, so I held off until yesterday. I got a jumpstart from Campus Safety and went to Wal-Mart. God ended up saving me about $30 because the previous owners of my truck had bought a Wal-Mart battery, so they exchanged it instead of making me pay full price. So, new battery and terminals, approximately $55 for an hour and ten minutes of work.

After that was all finished, I called the glass shop and set up an appointment for today. After Mass Media Law and Ethics, I took my truck and went out to Glass Masters, which is over by the airport. I've never driven out there, nor gone there by myself, and I did pretty well. I did turn left instead of right when coming off the highway, but I realized my error and still ended up at the shop fifteen minutes early. No one else was there, and so they got started early. 50 minutes and $278 later, I had a new back window.

Praise God! It's something that's been bugging me since April. Although it's pretty weird to look over my shoulder and see the road instead of duct tape and plastic, I'm sure I'll quickly get used to having a vehicle that has the windows it's supposed to have. This makes me very excited and I also felt very grown-up, taking care of my truck by myself like that. More later.