God to MK: "Stop rushing."
Had a reminder from God this morning. He said, "stop rushing and do things right."
This morning was a typical one, got the boys ready at 7:15am, got them into their clothes and coats and out to the car around 7:30am. I started the car... and it had a bit of a hard time. It's cold this morning... right around 10 degrees... so I figured it was due to the cold and the battery that hasn't been terribly happy with us since we let it die in the parking lot at the Airport while we were in California over Christmas. When Vikki and Elijah came out, the car started to sputter... and stalled. Our car hasn't ever stalled.
I tried to start the car again... and it said, guess what, Low Fuel. Seems that the fuel gauge wasn't working... and had indicated a full tank yesterday when Vikki was driving about. We have a gas station at the end of our road, so I knew that it wasn't far... but I loathed the idea of pushing our 2000 Pontiac Montana the 0.2 miles to the gas station. Then... I had an idea: the lawnmower gas can! I grabbed it... and it felt like the 2 gallon container was a little less than half full... perhaps 1/4 full. I thought, "if its enough to re-prime the space between the engine and the tank... we're good... otherwise... we're pushing... but its definitely not much to get us around!" I "filled up", got in, turned the key and after 3-4 turns... the engine started. I knew we potentially didn't have much time before we ran out of gas... again. I threw the car in gear and began to back-up. We have a driveway that is about 5-6 car lengths long from where we park. So... I backed up... and took a quick glance down the road both ways. I saw a car coming from the side where the gas station was (my left side), but decided that I might run out of gas if I waited for them. So, I pulled out. I had plenty of room to get out in front of them and get turned around.
Unfortunately, I didn't have enough room to get around the car that was coming from the other direction that I hadn't seen. They did a great job of defensive driving and managed to only allow our two back bumpers to collide.
The damage to our car was minuscule... some paint from their vehicle. It will be doubtful that it will be worth claiming with our deductible. The damage to their vehicle was more severe with an 8-12" portion of their fiberglass bumper breaking off. Nobody was hurt except the cars.
The lesson? Slow down and do things the right way.
This morning was a typical one, got the boys ready at 7:15am, got them into their clothes and coats and out to the car around 7:30am. I started the car... and it had a bit of a hard time. It's cold this morning... right around 10 degrees... so I figured it was due to the cold and the battery that hasn't been terribly happy with us since we let it die in the parking lot at the Airport while we were in California over Christmas. When Vikki and Elijah came out, the car started to sputter... and stalled. Our car hasn't ever stalled.
I tried to start the car again... and it said, guess what, Low Fuel. Seems that the fuel gauge wasn't working... and had indicated a full tank yesterday when Vikki was driving about. We have a gas station at the end of our road, so I knew that it wasn't far... but I loathed the idea of pushing our 2000 Pontiac Montana the 0.2 miles to the gas station. Then... I had an idea: the lawnmower gas can! I grabbed it... and it felt like the 2 gallon container was a little less than half full... perhaps 1/4 full. I thought, "if its enough to re-prime the space between the engine and the tank... we're good... otherwise... we're pushing... but its definitely not much to get us around!" I "filled up", got in, turned the key and after 3-4 turns... the engine started. I knew we potentially didn't have much time before we ran out of gas... again. I threw the car in gear and began to back-up. We have a driveway that is about 5-6 car lengths long from where we park. So... I backed up... and took a quick glance down the road both ways. I saw a car coming from the side where the gas station was (my left side), but decided that I might run out of gas if I waited for them. So, I pulled out. I had plenty of room to get out in front of them and get turned around.
Unfortunately, I didn't have enough room to get around the car that was coming from the other direction that I hadn't seen. They did a great job of defensive driving and managed to only allow our two back bumpers to collide.
The damage to our car was minuscule... some paint from their vehicle. It will be doubtful that it will be worth claiming with our deductible. The damage to their vehicle was more severe with an 8-12" portion of their fiberglass bumper breaking off. Nobody was hurt except the cars.
The lesson? Slow down and do things the right way.
posted by Andrew 'Mickey Knox' Gearhart @ 09:11
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