No rest

Well, my plan was to make a cake and rest in bed to get better. 💤 

Then, my van’s low tire light came on 🤛🏽💥😳. I went to put air in the tire, not thinking much of it, but the light didn’t turn off. I dropped the baby off at daycare and then went to see Dodge for some help. That’s when I noticed the nail in my tire 😆. The mansplaining started, and I was like, “Yeah, that’s probably it.”

I took a moment to watch the eclipse without really looking, then headed to the doctor to make sure I just had the flu. Yep, it was confirmed. After that, I went home to put the cake in the oven—ahhh, sweet comfort. I called my mom to strategize my plan.

But it felt like God had other ideas for me that day. Rest was nowhere on my agenda. I ended up having a leak in my tire that needed to be changed today. Later on, I realized there was a screw sticking out of my tire, and that’s probably where the leak was coming from lol 🤓😂. With no money for a new tire, I had to see who could help me out.

When I visited Kal Tire in Richmond, the man sold me the wrong tire (a Michelin instead of whatever it was supposed to be) for $50 more than the usual price for a used tire. I couldn’t help but think I was going to hell for that 😂. The total came to $168 without even putting it on. I decided to go to Costco instead, thinking I could save some money; $15 for mounting seemed better than $25 at Kal.

My friend likes to ask a lot of questions, but instead of helping, it often sends me spiraling into a dusty hole of frustration. It makes me feel overwhelmed and a little shaken. After realizing I wasn’t on the right path, I decided to take a more reliable route. 🤔

I’m thankful I still have my mom and my son, who always come through during tough times. They’re my blessings, and I feel like I’m going to heaven for that haha 😂. 

When I got to Costco, the man there remembered me and said, “I thought you were getting a ‘Fafasafa’ tire; this is a Michelin.” 🙄😡 I replied, “Oh no, I thought that’s what I got!” He asked, “Should I put it on?” I felt a wave of panic. I thought, “I don’t have time to complain about the wrong tire; I need to pick up my baby.” So, I said, “Yes, put it on. I have no choice.” 😫 

Now I’m even deeper in debt, which is upsetting since I’ll need to buy two more tires. They said with one Michelin, you can’t rotate them, and I just thought, “Ffs.”

That day had me praying intensely, but there were many funny moments too. God is good, always providing more than I could ever imagine. My debt is God’s debt, and I trust that He is in control. I feel loved—God loves me, and I love my family: my mom, Arizona, my dad, Eathan, Angel, and all my supporters. 🐙

Oh, and I almost forgot—I left my cake in the oven because I don’t bake very often. When I came back home after picking up the baby from daycare, it had flopped and cooled nicely 😂, but it was still delicious! Me and baby enjoyed every piece. 

The end—ahhh 💤.

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