I Don't Know Whether To Laugh or Cry

I think that I will just cry. Or maybe laugh. Probably laugh. Most definitely laugh. Or cry. Just a little?

No, really, I laughed all the way home. Which, you will find out was a much slower trip than usual, so allowed for more laughing time.

Riky and I get a lot of flat tires. I would say 3 or 4 a year. Which may or may not be a lot compared to other people, I don't know. It seems like a lot to me. Now, lets do the math: 3 (to be conservative)times a year multiplied by 7 years that we have been saved ( because we never got any before that) is 21 flats (being conservative) Of these 21 flats, I would say that 18 of them were when I was driving...

I have never had to change a tire on the side of the road. I have never had to walk. I have never been left stranded. The Lord is always watching over me. Now, it would be easy to be upset about the 21 flats, the repair expense, the replacement costs, the burden, the pain in the be-hind it is to change a tire...
But instead, I laugh. I laugh because I have never had to make the decision of whether to leave the boys in the car while I tried to get help. I laugh because out of 21 flats, each and every one has been in our driveway-- or just around the block. I remember having run over a large piece of glass that was in the road. I could hear the tire hissing through the window. I kept driving toward home praying that I would make it without ruining the rim. I pulled into the driveway and stepped out of the van. I watched the tire loose the rest of its air in one big collective sigh from both the tire and myself. The temperature that day was 20 degrees below zero. I am so thankful that I did not have to walk further than the driveway.
I am not willing to complain about flat tires or broken-down cars. I am thankful that I have never been stranded. God is always willing to show his mercy on us, if we are willing to watch for his blessings. I love being able to see his blessings-no matter how insignificant in the great scheme of things they may be- God loves me and is watching out for me. He really loves little ol' me!

So back to the present... Saturday we got a flat--as soon as we pulled onto the highway we noticed it. So we crept our way back to the driveway and Riky changed it to the spare. I was supposed to take the car into town today to get a new tire and put the spare back into the trunk. I went to leave this morning and discovered as soon as I started to pull onto the highway that we had another flat. There is no spare in the trunk.

because it is already in use on the car.

I c-r-e-p-t back to the house and parked the car. I called Riky and told him that I would not be swinging his sunglasses by after all. I would not be leaving the driveway. I had decided to stay home after all.

I hung curtains instead.

Which is a post in itself.

It took 6 curtain panels, 4 people, three chairs, two rods, two hours and a screw gun to get the one window that I decided "needed curtains" done. I think that I may cry after all. Or laugh.