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*facepalm*
Aug. 20th, 2008 09:02 amSome days, the universe just wants to you to stay home.
Yesterday morning, I was in such a small accident that it was more of an acc. No damage to person or property whatsoever, except for a teeny scratch in the paint on my bumper. We are talking a 2mph brake-buster when I had already been braking(brake busting is when you slam on your brakes in front of someone, either out of idiocy or malice. Chica was trying not to hit a squirrel. Honorable, but oy.) So we pulled over, and a police officer happened to be right there anyway, on his way to a construction roadblock. He didn't even see a need to write up a police report, it was that much of a nothing. I did wind up going to my mechanic to make sure nothing was wrong with my car, mostly because I told the officer I would. I know he saw me, too. The roadblock was in front of my mechanic.
So then I left work early to attend the wake of a friend's grandfather. In Woodbridge. An hour from my house. I thought it was from 4-6 and 7-9. I made it down at 5:45 with the intent of taking her and her husband out for coffee in between...only to discover after I got there that I had been mistaken, and it was from 2-4 and 7-9. I had dinner plans for the evening and couldn't stay, so I called them and then went home.
Have I ever told you how much I hate driving in the Woodbridge area? I got cut off trying to get onto the Parkway North and wound up having to take the Parkway South instead to exit 124, take a U-turn, and then get on North to 287. Have you ever seen 287 North in Woodbridge at 6:30 in the afternoon on a weekday?
I hate people.
And then on my way home, my dinner plans were canceled for illness. I hope you're both well and ready for dinner on Thursday cause ZOMG what a day.
But then I got home and Jason was there. And we snuggled, and went out for sushi, and did some grocery shopping, and snuggled some more. So from like 7:30 on, my day was AWESOME.
Yesterday morning, I was in such a small accident that it was more of an acc. No damage to person or property whatsoever, except for a teeny scratch in the paint on my bumper. We are talking a 2mph brake-buster when I had already been braking(brake busting is when you slam on your brakes in front of someone, either out of idiocy or malice. Chica was trying not to hit a squirrel. Honorable, but oy.) So we pulled over, and a police officer happened to be right there anyway, on his way to a construction roadblock. He didn't even see a need to write up a police report, it was that much of a nothing. I did wind up going to my mechanic to make sure nothing was wrong with my car, mostly because I told the officer I would. I know he saw me, too. The roadblock was in front of my mechanic.
So then I left work early to attend the wake of a friend's grandfather. In Woodbridge. An hour from my house. I thought it was from 4-6 and 7-9. I made it down at 5:45 with the intent of taking her and her husband out for coffee in between...only to discover after I got there that I had been mistaken, and it was from 2-4 and 7-9. I had dinner plans for the evening and couldn't stay, so I called them and then went home.
Have I ever told you how much I hate driving in the Woodbridge area? I got cut off trying to get onto the Parkway North and wound up having to take the Parkway South instead to exit 124, take a U-turn, and then get on North to 287. Have you ever seen 287 North in Woodbridge at 6:30 in the afternoon on a weekday?
I hate people.
And then on my way home, my dinner plans were canceled for illness. I hope you're both well and ready for dinner on Thursday cause ZOMG what a day.
But then I got home and Jason was there. And we snuggled, and went out for sushi, and did some grocery shopping, and snuggled some more. So from like 7:30 on, my day was AWESOME.