THE TALE OF MANY MANIFESTS
I was cruising down a New Mexico hi-way, when I saw a flash of pink in my left peripheral vision. Hoping it was a big fluffy Mary Kay car and not my kayak, I slowly turned my head. I heard the words, “Oh Shit!” and soon realized these sounds came out of my mouth. Instinctively, I slammed on my brakes and tried to get my camper van to go from 80MPH to 0 as quickly and safely as possible.
30 MINUTES EARLIER - DIALOG WITH SELF AS I DROVE
Is that kayak still up there? I sure hope it doesn’t fall off. That would be my worst nightmare on this road trip. Man, I feel negative today, I need to get my thoughts straight and pointed to the positive. Okay, what do I want?
I’ve been a down on myself while trying to lose weight, I’d like to feel attractive again. I’ve been sick and camping on my own for a couple weeks, it would be nice to feel taken care of, to have someone to help me. I think I need to learn Spanish. Weird, I’ve never thought about learning Spanish before, why is this desire so overwhelming? Support, I love feeling supported. That would be great too. Well, it’s always nice to get a gift, maybe I’d like a nice gift out of the blue. And of course, I adore laughing. I’d love to have a big belly laugh with someone today!
KAYAK FAIL - MANIFEST NUMBER ONE
The van came to a screeching halt as my kayak flailed about to my left. Staring straight ahead, hands white knuckled on the steering wheel, my van rocked after every semi whizzed by me.
After the initial shock, I laughed so hard it brought tears to my eyes. I knew that my focus on the kayak rack fail had come to fruition. I bravely got out and assessed the situation. I’ve got this, I thought. I know exactly what to do.
I proceeded to unleash the pink boat from the side of my white mini-camper van. Good, it’s off and safely to the side of the road. Next, I will put the racks in a different place on the roof. Soon, my bravery turned to doubt. I was too short to get the racks put on where they needed to go!
THE ATTRACTIVE MANIFEST
As I stood on the step stool trying my best to woman-handle the rack into place, my booty shook back and forth. It was on display for all of I-40 to see. Bored truck drivers and horny teens proceeded to cat call and honk as they flew by. Did I feel attractive? No, I was angry that they chose to enjoy what they saw but not stop to help.
Okay Universe, thanks for those two manifests but where’s my freaking help!?
HELP AND ESPANOL - MANIFEST NUMERO TRES AND QUATRO
Soon after I whined out loud about not being able to reach far enough, a tall young man, who didn’t openly ogle my butt, stopped and asked, “Are you Okay?”
I was so relieved! “I would love your help getting this on!”
He backed up his truck and pulled behind my van. He was sweet but quiet. I showed him where I wanted the rack and how I was too short to reach. He worked quickly but didn’t speak, as he secured my racks.
15 minutes went by. As he tighten the second rack down, he asked, “Espanol?”
I about died. The story about my desire to suddenly learned Spanish formed in my mouth but then my mind quickly reminded me that this incredibly helpful guy would have NO idea what I was saying. So I sadly said, “No...” Then I asked, “Do you know, ‘thank you’?”
He grinned as he tighten the bolts. “Yes.”
I sputtered, “Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!” I was so relieved to have help! Even thought this wasn’t quite the help that I was ordering up from the Universe, it was still much appreciated.
When the rack was on and ready, he pointed to my kayak laying on the side of the road. I boldly (and in hindsight, idiotically) stated that I could take it from here and thanked him again. He smiled and drove off.
As soon as he left, I wondered why I didn’t let him help me get the kayak on the rack. As the vehicles drove past me, gusts of wind were making this process very difficult. Feeling defeated once again, I texted my guy (who was 900 miles away), “Babe, I need some support. I’m feeling overwhelmed.”
He promptly called and proceeded to calm me down. He was supportive and sweet even though I was resistant and upset. Mid-call it donned on me, here was the support that I asked for.
I was telling him how it was so windy, I didn’t know if I could get the yak on the roof. I felt tired and helpless. I needed a wind block.
As we chatted, I noticed a shadow creep over my whole van. I whipped around to see what was happening and saw the biggest vehicle I’ve ever seen before, parked beside me. I thanked my sweetie, told him I loved him and we hung up.
A MANIFEST WITHIN A MANIFEST - A MANIFEST INCEPTION
I walked around my camper-van. In between this vehicle and my van, there was zero wind! A construction worker got out of this two story truck and asked if I needed help. I quickly accepted and explained that I couldn’t get the kayak on the roof due to the wind. He grabbed the kayak and lifted it like it was a feather. With the rack secured, the kayak in it’s cradle, I profusely thanked him too.
A GIFT MANIFEST
As I drove off, wiping tears from my eyes, laughing and reflecting up on the whole insanity of the last couple hours, I noticed I received a call from Albuquerque NM. Weird. I wondered who that could positively be. “Um, yes, Deb this is Sheldon from the Black Hawk campground. You were in space number 1 this morning. I noticed you weren’t hooked up to the electricity or water so I’m not going to charge your credit card. Have an amazing day!”
BELLY LAUGH - THE FINAL AND BEST MANIFEST
I had to share this! It felt unreal! I called a friend and in rapid fire form, shared what had happened. We laughed until my belly hurt.
I love you, but next time I think I’ll get my energy into a purely positive place before I start creating my future. Until next time.
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