Yesterday Jeff and I were on our way back in to town, serious conversation underway, when we saw a lady who needed help with her truck. So we pulled around the block and asked what was wrong. Then we decided we could push it to the gas station. I bet it is only 2-4 hundred yards, however, being that it was uphill and the truck HAD to have weighed 12 tons, it felt like, at minimum, a mile.
However, Jeff asked me what my favorite part of the day was yesterday, and this was the brief moment in that span of 24 hours that I truly believed I loved the most. I was with my husband, we continued our very serious conversation, while getting a HECK of a workout, and helping someone out all at the same time. I think my knack for multi-tasking hit new heights! It was fun though, very very hard, but very good. I think it probably took us about 20 minutes or so, but I don't think I'll ever forget it.