~ The Nineteen Things I Love About Spring Countdown!! ~
Oh boy, oh boy! Six days to go! *does happy dance*
#6~ The sounds!
Winter has such a silence to it. And don’t get me wrong, I love the silence of winter. I love when you stand outside in the dark, and the world is so still and silent, you can literally hear the snowflakes. THAT is divine.
Spring brings a whole new set of sounds though.
Rain.
Thunder.
Birds… like… 50 different bird calls, and babies everywhere cheep cheepin’.
And I’m convinced that on nice, snow free days, when I sit in communion with Mother Nature and quiet my mind, I can hear the blades of grass springing up from their winter slumber.
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So much good stuff going on here these days! Tomorrow me and my Mister are driving 3.5 hours to New York to buy a tow truck. That will mean that he has a tilt bed, a road service truck, and a tow truck. That will mean that the day he strikes out and becomes his own boss is SOOO close!! That will mean that I can stop praying everyday that he gets fired.
He’s been working for the same guy for 13 years, and it’s time to stop casting his pearls among swine. Especially when the swine is really becoming quite the crooked businessman. We get a choice in who we associate ourselves with. Why not take advantage, and stay true to ourselves?
And talk about someone who’s embracing his talents and doing what he’s good at. The other day a semi came into the shop for a rear bumper repair. Mike walked out and looked at it, turned to the guy and said, “What did you hit?”
The guy said that as far as he was aware, he hadn’t hit anything. He’d just done a walk around before getting back on the road that morning, and saw the damage.
Mike knew he was lying. Mike also knew that a forest green Dodge Caravan had slammed into the back of the trailer and been dragged for 40 feet before coming loose and being left in the middle of the road as the semi drove off down the road. He saw it in his mind’s eye as soon as he looked at the bumper.
He went in the shop and called the local police to inquire if there’d been any traffic accidents involving a green Dodge Caravan, and the cop came back a minute later to confirm that there had been. The driver was in the ICU in critical condition.
He told the cop he had a semi truck with a cab full of beer cans and green paint all over the bumper. Did he look in the cab and see the cans? Nope. He just knew they were there. And actually, he didn’t know. As he was telling the cop about the truck, the beer can part just rolled out of his mouth. He wasn’t making it up, or even thinking about it at all. It was just added information being channeled through him, and he’s so relaxed and allowing of information flow like that, that he just lets the info take over and flow out as it will.
And he wasn’t wrong. The cab was packed with about 20 empty beer cans. The driver was still intoxicated enough when the cops arrived that they were able to arrest him and charge him.
Still drunk! Had Mike welded up the bumper and sent him on his way, he’d have been sending 80,000 pounds of drunk out onto the highway.
As a side note; He also “sees” things that way when things are broken. If a truck comes in because it won’t run, Mike just walks around it once, pauses, walks around it again the opposite way, and stops. Wherever he stops is where the problem is. A broken wire or frayed connection. A fuse. An air line. He always knows, and always within minutes. When he launches his own business, he’s going to have trucks back on the road faster and cheaper than anyone else around.
He’s just that good : )
