Little Voices

Tonight as I was getting J ready to take back to his house I had little voices politely telling me to do things I wouldn't normally think about. This isn't as crazy as it sounds so hang in there with me. There were a few things something or someone told me to do. 1) Leave Kevin home with Ken. 2) Check the mail (which I usually do when I get back...cha ching rebate check from Ken's laptop) 3) Ask about getting paid today. 4) Stop by the bank deposit checks. So after all these things were done I felt peaceful like I had done something right for listening. So I began my drive home. As soon as I hit the highway by battery light came on, then off, then on, then off. Instead of deciding to take the highway the rest of the way home (5) the voice said "pull off SLOWLY at this exit". When I went to turn off the highway onto the ramp I couldn't, my steering wheel would hardly move. My steering went out just as I was exiting. I thankfully made it to the bottom of the ramp, then the voice told me to park as soon as possible. I turned as soon as I could and went into the nearest parking lot. I heard a slight thud as I parked and immediately turned my car off. I tried to start it again and nothing. Great. I called Ken and told him what was going on and he immediately packed up baby and met me there. While waiting for him I popped the hood, having no idea what I was looking at I just left it open and waited for Ken. I called my dad he said it sounded like something to do with the belt, alternator or battery. While talking to him Ken pulled up. When he got out of the car he picked up this rubber thing and asked is this yours? Well he looked in the hood and yeah it was. My belt had completely fallen off as soon as I parked the car. We called a tow truck to come tow us to the shop on base (The money in the bank was coming in handy, glad I didn't wait until tomorrow to deposit it). Ken put the Jeep in neutral and tried to move it so we could load it onto the tow truck and even he had a hard time steering it. On the way to the base Ken was talking about the bad luck we were having that night. I told him I couldn't really complain. Someone was definitely looking out for me. I'm very thankful to the little voices tonight that guided me to make the decisions I had. I thought about if I had made different choices things could have been a lot worse. So the next time you have a crazy thought and think you are hearing voices... Listen.