Yesterday on the way to church, our driver side window started going down. All by itself. And it wouldn't stop! We got to church and Frank couldn't get it back up, so we had to leave it and pray it didn't rain while we were in church. It didn't. Thank you, Lord! After church we came home and he took the panel off the door to see if he could fix it. He couldn't. Ugh. We could tell the rain was coming and I REALLY didn't want to drive around with a plastic bag taped to my window, so I called around and found a repair shop open on a Sunday! YAY! I was stressed out thinking about how I really can't live without my van and how much I have to get done this week. The shop told me I would have to leave it overnight and they THOUGHT they would be able to fix it by Monday afternoon. SO I made some phone calls, rearranged some things, and made plans with my mom to use her car today so I could still get some stuff done.
Still, I was irritated. I felt like yesterday was the WORST possible day that could have happened! I was already overwhelmed and stressed out with everything I needed to get done and I needed my van!!! Then I got to thinking about it... it could have happened while I was driving down the freeway... or in the middle of the night on Saturday when we were having severe thunderstorms... or in the middle of the night, on the freeway, during a severe thunderstorm. SO I guess it really isn't that bad. Almost $300 later, I should be able to pick up my van this afternoon. With a window that works. Hopefully the passenger side window will hang in there... but if it doesn't, I hope it breaks on a sunny Sunday morning while we're on our way to church.