Yesterday things didn't go as well as I had planned. My body didn't cooperate and so I didn't even begin to get packed, devastating to me (we wanted to leave first thing in the morning when Jon got off work). When Jon got off work we both worked together and finally got out of town about noon.
Okay - only 4 hours behind schedule we can make up the difference, so I drove while Jon took a nap and ended up getting pulled over by a State Trooper - no ticket just a warning, thank you Lord we didn't need to spend the money on a ticket and yes, I did stay under the speed limit after that.
Got gas and got back on the road again, this time with Jon driving. A few hours later he starts to notice something wrong with the car, RPMS really high and speed dropping, funny smell too. So we pull over in a small town where the gas station is closed and start trying to figure out what is wrong when a gentleman, who apparently works at the gas station, pulls up and helps Jon determine that it's the transmission and puts some tranny fluid in and sends us back down I-70 to a town call Oakley where there is a Chevy dealer with a hotel right across the street. As it turns out the dealership is closed and the hotel is full. We were sent back down the road to another hotel and this time there was vacancy. The lady at the front desk asked us why we were there and ended up giving us a number for a guy who is better and less expensive than the dealership. So we are settled in for the night and waiting to hear in the morning what repairs are needed. We already talked with Rod and it sounds like he really knows what he is doing and that the problem isn't as serious as we were wondering.
It's definitely a learning curve for me, trying to go with the flow and not panic, knowing that God is in control. It has been amazing though, seeing God work through this whole situation, each person He brings into our path which turns into a blessing. It certainly could have been a lot worse.