There is something to be said for knowing where you are at all times. I don’t mean generally knowing where you are… but more like an exact pinpoint someone-needs-to-rescue-you-from location. Such was the case today, as I was driving along, minding my own business, enjoying my me time as I was headed to pick up a son and his friend who had spent the weekend in New Hampshire. I was headed for the pre-designated drop-off/pick-up location to meet them when suddenly and without any warning, my accelerator failed to accelerate. Let me tell you that it is very difficult to drive up hill when you cannot accelerate — and if this happens to happen on the highway, it prove most disturbing to the driver (i.e. Me). Luckily I was able to pull over to the side of the highway before losing all momentum and there I sat.

Armed with my AAA card, I immediately called for assistance, apparent to me that a non-running car does one no good and being over an hour from home, a phone call to my husband was not the wisest of first choices since it was not an easy come-get-me call. It occurred to me when the person on the other end of the phone asked me my location, that while I generally knew where I was and where I was headed, I had absolutely no idea of my exact location when the car stopped running, having not really been paying much attention to landmarks along the way. Together, the very nice woman on the other end of the phone and I figured out where I was located enough to give that information to the tow truck driver. Even better though, a state trooper stopped and was not only able to tell me exactly where I was located but also call the towing company directly so that they were en route with a minimal wait on my end.

The tow truck driver was kind enough to give me a ride up the road to a nearby convenience store, where I was able to catch a ride from my son’s friend’s dad when he got into the area. We were safely deposited at our pre-designated location and waited for my hubby to make his way over to pick us all up and drive us home. Luckily because it was a beautiful day, my other son and his girlfriend decided against joining me on the trek over to pick up his brother and opted to stay home and spend time outside enjoying the sunny day instead of stuck in a car. Otherwise, I am not sure how we would have managed the extra two people in getting from there to here. All things happen for a reason and today was a clear example of that.

Lesson learned — be ever cognizant of where you are, since you never know when you will have to tell someone where you are and how to get to you, even when it is the last thing on your mind.


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