May 25, 2005 16:01
It's strange to think I'll be out of here in less than a week. Yep, I made it. I am getting to leave for home next tuesday. I have it all planed out. Christine said a while ago I could use her car while she is staying longer in Scotland, and another mentor is heading home for good with me so we can drive through the night and be back by wednesday for a bed time snack and then peaceful sleep.
Or that was the plan until about half an hour ago. An email from Christine said her brother's car broke down the other day. For good. It's now in the junk yard, probably being a stylish piece of garbage. So Christine (not yet filled in on the details of my trip back to Cali. I thought I had told her, but that's what I get for my great long distance communication skills) tells me the predicament and ends like this: "Anyhow, point being, if it's not going to make your life incredibly difficult, I probably should let Luke have the car." Will it? Yes. My plans have to change--quickly, as well as the other mentor's. I was looking forward to having a good car for the time and not having to go into debt to get a reliable car. But that's not the point, even though she said it. It's her car. It's her call.
Remind me never to have life too figured out. It will sudenly disapear and be replaced by something even more inexplicable.
God, please provide.