Gush alert
I started a post called “Outta Gas” a few posts down and really had the intention of telling a great story. Apparently the title really was true cause I was too tired to tell the story. So here it goes:
A few weeks ago, Jason and I were bringing home chairs from Lowes in Cool Springs to make a nice addition to the lovely gazebo we had purchased the weekend before. We were in the truck, which is the only way we’d be able to get these huge boxes home, but it was raining so we were trying to get home quickly. Just as we got on the interstate, I felt the steering wheel kinda lock up and the gas pedal no longer accepted my pressing foot. We had, apparently, run out of gas and the gauge was just barely on the E. What I was not aware of at the time is that when the gauge gets anywhere near E, its time to fill up. In our other cars, when the light comes on, we still have about 25 miles we can go before we really need gas. Not so for the truck.
I had never run out of gas before! Never even been in a car that had run out of gas. So I was a little nervous at first. Luckily we weren’t that far from the exit, about a 5 minute walk, then another few minutes to the gas station. The best, though, was that Jason was so cool about the whole thing. For some reason, I thought this was one of those things that really makes people mad and I guess I expected Jason to get mad, even though he rarely does. So, anyway, it was a delightful turn that we were able to make this, what could’ve been, a crappy situation, into a nice, dark, rainy walk along the highway.
It was one of those moments that makes me really really happy I am marrying this man. I get a sense of peace when I think about our life together and that is almost enough to calm my nerves before the wedding. Generally, Jason is not the type to baby me and make me feel like I can’t take care of the situation, but in this case, he knew to step in and take control, cause he could see I was a little freaked out. Just knowing that he can sense that about me and that he knew what to do to fix it, makes me happier than I can express. I fall more in love with him everyday.