I hate missing work. I don't always like going to work, but I'd rather be there than have work move on without me. I like to think of myself as reliable and you can't be reliable if you're not on the job.
But I digress.
The last time I missed a day I was hunched over a toilet in December. Today, I stayed home to take care of Shane, so that Carrie could take the truck to pick up different materials and save us a bunch of cash in delivery fees.
Instead, the truck's passenger side wheel started smoking and smelled like burning. This, of course, happened while Carrie was 30 miles from home and ten minutes before Shane's nap time.
Instead, the truck's passenger side wheel started smoking and smelled like burning. This, of course, happened while Carrie was 30 miles from home and ten minutes before Shane's nap time.
Thankfully, I was home. It turned out to be the perfect day to stay home. Originally, Carrie had talked about driving up to PA for a better deal. We decided it was worth a $150 premium to avoid a long haul. What a blessing! Carrie didn't notice the burning until she parked. She could have been on a highway further out with an open flame or smoke in her rear view mirror if we hadn't decided to pay more and stay local.
Shane and I drove down to pick up Carrie at the Ford dealership. One of the contractors told me there had been a recall on F150s that might be related, but that doesn't seem to be the case. We'll be out some money to fix the truck and we're forced to pay for the granite delivery, but I can't help but be thankful. I got to be reliable for my family.
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