Good things and then not so much...
Well, it's been soooo long since we've updated our blog and now, there's a ton of stuff to tell you. It's about 3 am here and Dave flew out tonight for Sarasota until Sunday night. He's trying to finish up the documentary as soon as he can...but I can't sleep, so I'll fill you in all the drama:
First, we made the move back to Pensacola! Yay!! Pewter is adjusting well. He's actually venturing from the house to the garage now (he wasn't allowed to before) and now we're waiting to see when he discovers outside. Life has been unbelievably Crazy (with a capital C) the last few weeks. First it was moving in the middle of a tropical storm. Then one of my best friends called and I made a spontaneous decision to go on a road trip with her and support her while she tried out for American Idol in Memphis. (Got this? From Orlando to Pensacola to Memphis back to Pensacola all in six days...all driving!) Dave and I have been settling in since we got back and he's started his new job back with WHBR and things were going okay. Now, ever since my last week of work (several weeks ago), my car is the one we've been driving everywhere because his car overheated and I had to drive a rental until he came back from Sarasota. (A whole other story in itself.) So my car was the only good one. Key word...was.
We left Wednesday evening to go clothes shopping for Dave and he was driving my car. It had been drizzling on and off and we were about a mile and a half from the house when three or four cars slammed on brakes in front of us. Dave slammed on brakes and tried to veer, but on the wet road, my car just slid and didn't even really slow down. My little Sentra slammed into the back of a Dodge Ram with a hitch on the back. Long story short, we're okay (I have a nasty little bruise from the seat belt), but my little car that I have had for EIGHT YEARS, my very first car, is a total loss.
I know it's material, but you don't understand how emotional it is. I spent half of my teenage and adult life in that car. I drove it off the lot with 12 miles on it (12!), leased brand new, and it was with me the last two years of high school, all through college, summers, trips, cruising on the beach, homecomings, getting married and driving it off on our honeymoon, to and from Orlando, to and from Brian Free concerts, drove Brian Free in that car, high school graduation...honestly, anything that's happened to me in the last eight years probably somehow included my little Nissan Sentra. I knew I would have to part with it someday, but I never thought it would be like this. So now with a little over 165,400 miles on it, my good little car will be laid to rest in some salvage yard somewhere probably.
The next post I'll put up photos of the car and tell you about the little blessing in the midst of all of this. As for right now, it's one of those times you reeeeeeally don't understand God's timing and reasoning, but you just keep telling yourself to believe He's got a purpose in the midst of it all. Even though this makes NO sense to me (I'm not even teaching yet!), there has to be a reason this happened right now. I just don't see it yet.

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