You would think after 37 years I'd be able to figure out that I'm not in control...God is.
I'm sure he finds it funny that I think I can "take over" things out of my control. Brent also gets a laugh out of it too.
You see, this weekend was kind of a hum-dinger.
We signed the papers and left the lot, and not a couple hours after that, it stalled on us twice.
So after many hours of my stomach churning, and a tension headache developing because of it and all the bad scenarios I could think of running through my head...we decided to take the van back and talk to the dealer about what we could do.
Saturday morning we head over there, me and the kids following in our old van.
The new van stalled out even while Brent was driving it over.
We had a good day on Saturday running errands with Brent, having lunch out, and finishing it off by heading to the library.
I tried not to think of what could be wrong with the van, or if the deal will just be bad, or what. I think I heard God chuckle once or twice.
We got to church, found a belt in the engine in a bad way, talked to my brother-in-law (who also happens to be our mechanic) and found out we could drive home, but that was it. He's coming over tonight to help Brent fix the problem so we can at least drive the old van until we find out what is wrong with the new one.
Why am I stressing? There is nothing that I can do about any of this.
I'm waiting for the call from the mechanic.
Please help me pray it's an easy fix, or that we can get out of the deal and start over completely.