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Short and sweet: My Mitsubishi Montero tow vehicle with 250,000 miles on it broke down in Cloverdale, Oregon. Angels showed up, and tried to fix it. More work than they could do, so had it towed 85 miles to Hillsboro to get a full diagnosis, the better to make a decision on whether or not to fix or sell for salvage.

My resources for these kinds of situations are relatively small these days.  What that does is opens up the way for other possibilities to show up… and they do.  While I still don’t have the whole picture on what the car needs yet, my trailer is parked in a friend’s driveway, I’m sleeping in a dry bed at night (thanks to friends) and eating good food, I’m going to the Hop Festival today and watching a parade, and next week, I’m dog-sitting for my son while they go wilderness camping with bears and wolves. I don’t think it could get any better than this and I’m open to the possibilities of what this situation will bring.

It’s actually more fun and interesting when I watch what happens in my life; not being a participant in the drama that could accompany this situation has made it far less stressful, less aggravating, less annoying. I remember when situations a lot less major than this were a cause to get stressed out and lose the perspective but watching this unfold as a spectator has been kind of fun!

Stay tuned! More to come!

Broken Down on the Oregon Coast
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12 thoughts on “Broken Down on the Oregon Coast

  • July 19, 2014 at 8:29 am

    So glad that you have alternate accommodations while you sort things out. Best of luck in finding the right tow vehicle at the right price at the right time – your no-drama, no big deal attitude will serve you well.

    Watching for the next chapter!

    • July 21, 2014 at 3:36 pm

      Katy, I think it’s during times like these that we find out what we have in the way of friends, and also just how much serenity we really have inside our brains/heart/body 🙂 It’s so easy to say we are calm and easy-going until some weird shit shows up in our lives and we get to find out what our insides really say. I’d like to say that I’ve always been that way but I have to tell the truth – it’s been a long time in coming! Thanks for reading and leaving a comment!

  • July 19, 2014 at 8:47 am

    How zen of you to have such a great attitude! Keep on Trucken Lois! Have fun at the boys house.

    • July 21, 2014 at 3:37 pm

      Thanks, Kimberly! I think I’m going to have a “retreat” while I’m in Portland 🙂

  • July 19, 2014 at 8:57 am

    wow Lois, you are such an inspiration to me. If i had this present to me, i dont think i would handle it like you. Your simplified outlooks makes much more sense, i appreciate the lesson you just taught me! Thank you for sharing on your blog…hugs and oh, have fun today!

    • July 21, 2014 at 3:38 pm

      Debbie, you are so kind. It’s been a very interesting 8 days so far and I’m still in observation of what’s to come. Onward and upward!

  • July 19, 2014 at 9:08 am

    Thanks for the reminder about being spectators! I work hard at playing that role in the lives of my children… watching, enjoying. Too often I forget that I can take that same role in my own days. Going to a funeral in a few hours~61 year-old neighbor and beautiful soul lost her two-year battle with cancer this week. We all have so much to be thankful for.

    • July 21, 2014 at 3:40 pm

      Isn’t life funny, Linda? Sometimes funny ha-ha and sometimes funny weird. I love that being a spectator drastically lowers the investment in the circus going on around me 🙂 Blessings to you and your neighbor’s friends and family. It’s nice to remember the people who bring us happiness and joy. Peace to you.

  • July 21, 2014 at 9:31 pm

    I think I spent too much of my life as a spectator. But I totally understand and support your position.

    • July 22, 2014 at 10:01 am

      Maybe I can be a little more clear as to what I’m calling a “spectator,” Al – it’s not about watching life go by; it’s about not participating in the insanity around me. I no longer choose to be active in the craziness, the stress, the circus that life can present when “it doesn’t go our way” whatever that is. I spent far too many years of my life doing just that. By being a spectator to the insanity, I’ve been able to see more clearly what my options are and not be reactionary in making choices that drastically affect my quality and quantity of living. I’ve never been a spectator to being alive 😀 Be well!

      • July 23, 2014 at 9:17 am

        Society has a lot of negative terms for those of us who choose not to get involved in the insanity. How dare we not be players in their personal dramas! How dare we not fight pointless, futile battles! How dare we not get upset about… everything! How dare we walk away to a more peaceful place!

        • July 23, 2014 at 3:50 pm

          Peace. My kinda gig 😀

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