Preparation

I am one of those girls who upon having a special date or night out with friends will take hours (as in two) to prep for the event. I'll tear apart my closet looking for the perfect outfit and coordinating shoes. And then there's doing my make up and hair, and picking out the right jewelry to look put together, but not like I'm trying too hard. This time I know I need to prepare myself for something much better.

The Truck Goes Down

Yesterday I had a meeting in the town next to mine and it takes just over a half hour to get there. I love early mornings when the frosty mist stills hangs about and everything is fresh and cool. It as if the night couldn't leave without letting some of its shadows hang about so the world is cloaked in sheer gray. The truck was working just fine and I made it to my destination smoothly. I made plans with my best friend to get together to modify and update my resume after the meeting ended. I was filled with joy and thankfulness- I was able to drive again, I was going to see my best friend and not have to bum a ride to an important meeting! YAY! Things did not go as planned.

Driving Home

Fresh air pouring through the driver's side window open, the sun just hanging above the horizon glowing gold, and clouds building up before me- this was my drive home. I would love to say that it was hitch free, but there were a few hick-ups along the way. However, I made it home. It's almost unbelievable, it is done. I just to pause here and not think about what has to come next or what else needs to be done. I want to relish the fact that this HUGE, complicated and difficult project is finished. Let me explain:

Fight or Flight

Looking back I can point out places where I've made mistakes: bought the truck when I knew I shouldn't, quit the job though I ought to have waited, and many more. It makes me wonder if I have screwed things up too much, that perhaps God's plan for me is somehow lost or impossible because of the choices I've made.

Almost There

Great news! It looks like I'll be driving my truck, now dubbed The Sasquatch, on Monday! It is unbelievable how much I've learned through the process of replacing The Sasquatch engine, clutch and completing the numerous other repairs.

Through the weeks and hours I've discovered:

Into Mechanics

About mid-September or so, my truck basically died on me. And not just died, it blew up- in this case the engine literally blew up. And so for the last couple of months I've been carpooling and bicycling around. Since where I live it rains 9+ months out of the year, biking around isn't very... safe. Over the Christmas holiday one of my uncles donated a rebuilt engine to me. Thus beginning my journey into the mechanic realm.

Taking A Deeper Prespective

I used to design tattoos. I have a tattoo too and I love it. I have numerous friends with tattoos that are meaningful, beautiful, and little works of art. Tattoos are a way of expressing yourself. Many people get them for specific reasons or because they just like the piece. I am in fact not against tattoos, just to be clear. However, I resign from continuing to design them. Let me explain.