I left here around 9 a.m. yesterday morning, planning to get my oil changed. He said I needed my automatic steering something-something flushed out, as I’d never done it. (Remember, my 12 year old car only has 45,000 miles on it).
So then he found a leak somewhere around the transmission, and sent me to his friend in Broken Arrow to figure out what it was. It was w-a-y out there!
Much of the way, the warning light was on indicating I had a low tire.
Where I was told to turn there was no street sign, so I ended up going a few more miles until I was out in cow and grass country.
I ended up being at the transmission place from around 11 a.m. till 2 p.m.
I don’t claim to understand much about cars, but whatever was leaking had to do with my front wheels being able to turn. Oh, and he said I need brakes soon. Great.
I left those two places with $300 less money in my bank account.
I’ve been really lucky. I have a 2006 Pathfinder 4-wheel drive. I’ve had the oil changed regularly, had four tires, and that’s it. So I knew I was due to start needing some work done.
You know how you hate to have your whole day taken in a direction you hadn’t planned.
But I came to a realization sitting there for hours looking at magazines. I decided maybe it’s a good thing sometimes to have to deviate from your normal schedule and do something different.
I read a lot of People magazines (luckily pretty current ones) and caught up on what all is going on in Hollywood and what books are coming out and who is getting divorced and all that stuff. Then I looked at a few decorating magazines.
I have to hand it to them: they had great reading material!
Sitting there in that very small room, I found myself glancing at my watch every little bit and thinking about school getting out and all that extra traffic with school buses.
Then I told myself: Okay, this has to be taken care of. It was unexpected. But maybe I needed some chill time away from home just to change my atmosphere.
I doubt people put much stock into just sitting and thinking. At least not enough. With all the cell phones and such, no one just sits idly anymore.
Thinking has become a lost art.
They now say that kids are actually becoming“addicted” to their phones. Here’s an online article where a therapist makes the assertion that giving your child a smart phone is like giving them a gram of cocaine.
Now how sad and scary is that???
Modern technology is a wonderful thing. But not when it takes the place of simple learning and figuring things out with your brain.
Here is a terrifying article about overall cell phone addiction.