Running out of Gas...literally.

So yesterday was a busy busy day. 

I drove an hour to a meeting with an incredible lady who runs an "executives in transition" networking group.  She was helpful and motivating.  But she is not the topic of this post.

I then drove 45 minutes to see my lovely therapist, Julie.  She was helpful and motivating and funny.  But she is not the topic of this post either.

I then drove 30 minutes to eat dinner with a new friend.  He was delightful and funny.  But he is not the topic of this post.

I then headed home, roughly 40 minutes away.  And a funny thing happened after that very busy day of driving, driving, driving. 

I ran out of gas.

I RAN OUT OF GAS.

At my age.  In the luxury automobile that I can no longer afford.

Out of gas with the other cars whizzing by at an alarming rate ( I did manage to guide my car off the actual road).  And being an adult woman with no job and few friends I'm willing to bother at nearly 9pm because almost all my nearby friends have young children.

So what did I do?

I called the wasband.  And he is the topic of this post, people.

He leapt out of bed and ran and got some gas in a gas can then he risked life and limb jumping over a median and pouring the gas into my tank (at least some of it got in my tank, a lot ended up on the ground for some reason). 

Over the course of this blog I have been unkind to George (the wasband) but last night he really came through for me.  It's not the first time.  It probably won't be the last.

Thanks George.

Comments

[angela]

:)

[Viki]

Well, that was nice.

[Sandra]

Hopefully this is the first brick in two way street that you and George will build between you that your children can travel easily both ways and feel loved all along the way.

[The Mom]

Damn! I hate when we have to give them credit for sometimes being good guys! :)
Actually, Sandra says it much more generous and lovely than I just did. Love to you!

[invisible neighbor]

Ya know, you can always call me. My kids are not that young and you know we stay up way past most sane people.

[The Eastsider]

I have to agree with Sandra. But always remember there is invisible neighbor too.

[Chrissy Witt]

My heart was stolen at this post! I loved the fact that there really is a bridge to build a different relationship between you and your wasband! Honestly by reading your comments you are an amazing woman with the most amazing people behind you and the wasband is one of them. I'm not saying you two need to be the best of friends, but I do believe you two are on your way to a new relationship that has the possibility of being positive, the only thing standing in your way is choices (sorry) not just yours but his too! However, look at these beautiful people who do not care the time of day, night or morning!! Such a beautiful testament to your love and friendship!