After trying a new kidney, lung, and and triple bipass heart surgery, it’s now official.  My soon-t0-be-ex Volvo is in dire need of a engine valve replacement. As of noon yesterday EST, I had to pull the plug BEFORE I could get it in to a dealer trade-in lot.  Consider it DOuA a/k/a Dead on UnArrival. 

 A moment of silence, please, as I mop up my tears and lay hands on my half-full wallet. 

God grant me the serenity to accept the things, I can not change; the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference.  Amen. 

Back to the earthly realm, shouldn’t I be able to sell my 1999 Volvo for parts and get enuf $$$$ to buy a used car and still not have a car note?  I got a kick out of not having a car note; which is why I didn’t go for the now extinct Cash For Clunkers program.  Anybody got a clue as to what a sistah can do? Keep in mind I’m recently laid off.  Say what?  That’s a big fat “yepper.”

Life in The WOW Zone – On Days Like These  01_On_Days_Like_These
Love & Respect,

Stanice

Some days my life feels like a Jaws movie. Just when i think it’s safe to go back in the water. (sound effects) du dum, du dum, du dum. SCREAM

Two days been waiting for a auto part that was sent to the wrong address. Told UPS don’t worry about rerouting to my address for delivery on Monday (are you kidding me) when I paid for and needed the part on 2 days ago.  Send straight back to sender; who made the mistake anyway.  I’ll get a refund and take the headache as a hit.  I ordered same part, locally this time, and friend took me to pick it up.  Mechanic will start working on my car in the morning–no problem.  Moving on.

Woke up this a.m. to the tinkering sound of DC Parking Enforcement booting my car. Say what?

I hollered daintily from bedroom window, “what cha doing to my car?” In unison they replied, “Bootin’ yo car for non payment of tickets.”

I didn’t even know I had tix.  Plus, it’s Saturday, I can’t get the boot off till Monday?  (sound effects) du dum, du dum, du dum. SCREAM.  I’m gonna need a bigger boat AND mo’ money!!!!!

I won’t be fooled though.  This is a spiritual battle for my peace and sanity.  Still I refuse to let it steal my joy.  We gonna do what we can and leave the rest alone in God’s hands.  We may be pressed; but we are not crussed.  Greater is He that is in me that he that is in the world.  One can’t fight a spiritual battle with earthly weapons. 

In this battle, my part is to don the whole gear of God.  The breastplate of righteousness–CHECK, the shield of faith–CHECK, shoes with the readiness to proclaim the gospel of Jesus Christ–CHECK, the helmet of salvation a/k/a being made right with God–CHECK, the belt of Truth tied tightly around my waist–tight 4 real–CHECK, and the magnificent Sword of the Spirit, a/k/a the WORD of God–CHECK.*

Onward!!! Pray continually and be alert.  Victory is assured.  Jaws ALWAYS dies at the end!

*loose paraphrase of Ephesians 6:13-17.