#i please

Isaiah 55:11 (NKJV) - So shall My word be that goes forth from My mouth; It shall not return to Me void, But it shall accomplish what I please, And it shall prosper in the thing for which I sent it.

Please make her a li I'm begging you

Isaiah 55:11 (NKJV) - So shall My word be that goes forth from My mouth; It shall not return to Me void, But it shall accomplish what I please, And it shall prosper in the thing for which I sent it.

Once a family orders a bag of soda I’m quitting on the spot, I will NOT stand for this injustice against god. They’re indoctrinating our kids into thinking bagged soda is normal and I’m tired of it, the Bible said “bottle of sprite” NOT “bag of sprite”

Okay, so I have a lovely friend whose mother works for the DMV. So said lovely friend sent me the route they take for the road skills test. My county is huge, it takes more than a half an hour to drive through the whole thing from top to bottom (with no traffic, which there is ALWAYS heavy traffic), so not knowing the northern part of my county well (where the DMV is) I decided this information would be brilliant and to go and drive the route and see what I'm in for today. So cue me driving the 20 minutes up there with a friend and spending a half an hour driving around the area. The area it's in is this huge shopping place and there's also three 95 (the major highway) exits that come out in the shopping center so traffic is always horrible and heavy and exhausting. I've been driving for a good three years now and only just now feel comfortable and like I'm able to handle it. DC and northern VA traffic is easier than this shopping center. Give me DC any day if I never have to drive that area again. So I'm driving around this area and getting familiar and acquainting myself with the speed limits so I don't accidentally go the wrong speed limit during the test, and of course it's 95 degrees outside while I'm doing this (I believe that's around 35 degrees celsius?) so I have my AC CRANKED. Now, background, my truck has had quite a few repairs done in the last 6 months and a new air compressor is one of them (actually, it's exactly 87 days old today, which is important to state for later.) I also just checked the antifreeze (and all my other fluids) so I thought I was good and fine. And I was. So I drove around up there for a good half an hour and then took a back road home to avoid traffic that took about an hour and we have a little bit of an adventure where I miss my turn off to get back to the main road but I still manage to come out on the main road anyway despite that, just a bit farther down than I was expecting and it's all good. We had fun. So I get back to my area and we decide to head to the historic downtown area so I can drop off some books at the library and just drive around for a little while. Well, right as we turn into the library, my truck starts smoking. A lot. Remember that 87 day old air compressor I mentioned earlier? Yeah, apparently it doesn't appreciate running nonstop for 2, 2 1/2 hours. Who knew? Thankfully, I used to work at this library and still know everyone. So I park and call my mom and she says I need to wait an hour or two to let it cool off and then come straight home. Sigh. Fine. So my friend and I decide to nix that plan and we call her brother and he says he'll come pick us up and I can come back for the truck in the morning. It's 95 degrees outside and the library was going to close in 20 minutes. Not a chance in hell I'm sitting out in the blistering sun for that long and then making that drive home in a hot, metal box with no AC, when there's Saturday night traffic to contend with and I'll be spending a significant amount of time stopped. Like I said, I still know everyone. So I go in and explain the situation to my old boss and she assures me I won't be towed. Awesome. So then we wait a half an hour for my friend's brother to get there and he shows up and is like, "have you guys called Triple A? How long do we have to wait until they get here?" ... Apparently my friend has a Triple A membership and since my friend was in the car when it broke down they'll tow me for free. AWESOME (not sarcasm). She literally saved me almost $100. So we call Triple A and... It'll take them about an hour to get there. Traffic is stopped and their tow trucks are already out and about picking up cars, there's a bit of a queue before us. Okay, cool. So I've been out for 3 hours, spent half of that driving in extremely stressful traffic, spent the last 30 minutes sitting out in the extreme heat waiting for her brother, and now I'm going to have to wait an hour in the extreme heat for a tow. Okay. Cool. So about 45 minutes later he gets there and we follow him (I forgot to mention my truck wasn't being towed home, I was having it towed straight to my mechanic) to my mechanic and I call my mom again to double check I'm putting the right information on the slip and I find out HALLELUJAH that 87 day old air compressor? Has a 90 day warranty. By the time I actually speak to my mechanic (Monday) it'll be 89 days. So where I was freaking out thinking I'd have to drop another $1k on my truck to get the air compressor fixed (when my air compressor goes it takes important belts with it that make it impossible to drive so I have to put a new air compressor in) I'm not going to have to pay a fucking dime to replace it. 🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻 But. Now I'm just pissed off because TWO DAYS before I go and get my license my truck breaks down again and it'll be at LEAST Wednesday before it's back on the road. Sigh. Lovely. I was so fucking close. Again.