My Days on the Road

I spent the majority of the last two days in the passenger seat. Steve needed a driver and I was available. Although He only needed me to drive for one hour on the second day.

Ok, well what do I do the rest of the time?

I read a lot

I search the internet looking for new and interesting projects. After yesterday I am now going to wallpaper, shiplap a fireplace and 482 other interesting things.

I daydream looking out the window. I eat way too much and get to spend an incredible amount of quality time with my guy.

The one hour behind the wheel is different. There is no internet to search so I fill my time with other things.

Steve has Sirius radio and I always search for something interesting to listen to. Did you know there was a Billy Graham Radio? I did not. However yesterday, February 20th I listened to his speech to the Harvard Business School in 1982. What a powerful man BG was. Eloquent with a little bit of sass. It was so inspiring and I loved every second. This morning I see that today, February 21st, we celebrate his graduation to heaven. Coincidence? I think not.

This is my view as we drive.

Steve and I speak of how many hours he logs driving. It’s a lot. He takes the time to do special delivers For his customers. He could mail certain things, he could call on the phone but instead he gets to them face to face. It matters. I always tell him he is a great salesman but he’s the best at customer service. He makes his customers feel as if they are a priority because they are.

See this little car?

I saw it coming off the exit ramp and I squealed a little.

It’s called a Metropolitan. My Mom and Dad had one. There’s was turquoise instead of orange but it was the cutest little car and I remember it vividly. Vividly I am speaking sarcastically. I despised that little car. I was the snootiest of teenagers, not “mean girl” but I needed to look just so as to not upset my karma. This little car didn’t nothing and I mean nothing for it.

However as an adult, I would LOVE to be the driverโค๏ธ

The whole goal of driving this time, was to get the firetruck to the racetrack.

The Sebring Racetrack needs a firetruck for its race every year. Steve makes sure that they have a truck every year. He personally delivers them a truck. He doesn’t get paid extra. He takes time out of his schedule to find them a truck to borrow. He also knows the guy in charge just got a promotion, he knows the other fire guy is in the hospital having stents put in his heart. He might be their salesman but he’s their friend too. He is investing in their lives and it shows. I’m proud to be his driver and watch as he works.

Investing in people is not always easy. Sometimes they are difficult and it’s easier to let someone else do it. It’s not always convenient either. But through work and play, I’m going to take a lesson from my boss the last two days. Making others feel special is the right thing to do.

Be blessed this Thursday my friends.

About Charmadawn

Jesus lover ๐Ÿ’œ Wife of Steve for 36 years ๐Ÿ’œ Mom to 2 grown kiddos ๐Ÿ’œ BB to grandsons Jack, Luke and Patrick Joseph ๐Ÿ’œ5 years ago we purchased, Rescued and Restored a 118 year old farmhouse and we live together as a multigenerational household. Come follow our crazy. Isaiah 54:7
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