I spent the week at the studio, but was busy with visiting K at the hospital, shopping for necessities and groceries for them, deep cleaning after removing furniture in preparation and dealing with the delivery and set up of the new adjustable bed and lift chair. I did, however get to hide out in the studio each for a while. It’s between 5-10 degrees Celsius cooler than upstairs depending on the time of day and sun location.
We were ecstatic when K stabilized enough to be able to come home and the flurry of getting ready for him and preparing for a special Birthday dinner ensued 😉
I travelled home Saturday evening to try and avoid the worst of the long weekend travel and have to tell you of my misadventure and the Good Samaritans who helped me out! I was in Nakusp where I normally stop to top up my fuel tank, grab a cold drink and use their facilities. I came out of the gas station, moved the car to the shade, and grabbed my phone to walk around a bit to stretch my legs while I phoned DH and my daughter to let them know where I was. As I was getting out of the car (my purse was sitting on the front seat with the key fob in it) I stumbled and must have hit the door lock button. As the door was closing I tried to catch it so I could grab my bottle of water. Instead the door only closed partway. You guessed it; the door was locked and my keys were inside. 😳. I ran inside the gas station and asked the clerk if there was a serviceman or shop that was open. She called everyone she could think of but no one was around since it is a log weekend here in Canada. To top it off my cell phone had 2% power left so I couldn’t call DH. It was also almost 9:00 at night! I will admit to sitting on the curbside and having a complete meltdown for a few minutes in the heat (32 degrees C). Then I went back in to the station to see if they had a coat hanger or a Slim Jim for sale. No such luck. They did however, have a gadget to cook wieners or marshmallows on a fire. I tried with it, but it was too short and couldn’t reach the power button. In the meantime a father with his 3 teenagers who were heading home to Calgary after vacationing in British Columbia, and realized I was in distress. They got to work with wire cutters and plier and very old masking tape from the gas station tool bag and cut apart the wiener toaster and modified it to make it longer. Then the oldest son worked the constructed tool while the Dad and I worked the door to get it open just a bit wider to allow Devan to hit the button. I admit to shedding some tears of gratitude, offering to pay them or at least purchase drinks and snacks for them to say thanks. The Father said No! He thanked me for my offer but said he and his children believe in service to others and were only to happy to be of assistance. Then I went inside with my purse to pay for the supplies we had used and discovered that this Samaritan had already paid for it! They headed out before I could get their names or address to send a gift and have completely reinforced my belief that goodness and service are two traits that are still being taught to the younger generations. If anyone reading my blog knows who these wonderful people are, please tell them that I appreciated their help so much. I made it home at 1:30 in the morning, safe and sound thanks to them. If they hadn’t helped I would have had to wait until the mechanic opened his shop at 9:00 this morning. 🙏🏻