His Poor Poor Car
Yesterday someone rear-ended my husband. HE IS OK. Just a bit pissed off. As anyone would be. To make matters worse, there is something going on this Sunday that is all about cars and I’m sure having his car to take there is important. Well that might not happen now as it may go into the shop before then. It is drivable right now, but he wants to get it fixed ASAP. He loves his car and doesn’t want it too be all banged up.
This is to the guy in the Ford Ranger that was in front of my husband – YOU ARE AN IDIOT! – I’m not going to get into it…sorry.
And to the guy that hit my husband – shit happens, we know you did not mean it. Your 20 apologizes prove that.
The police officer gave my husband a choice. 1. Driver exchange of information and his (the driver that hit my hubby) insurance is responsible to pay for the damages (there still is a case number with this). OR 2. Full police report and the driver that hit him will get a citation and his (the driver that hit my hubby) insurance is responsible to pay for the damages. My husband is a good guy. He could have “stuck it to em” and have the guy receive a citation, but he didn’t.
Then there was me, 30 mins away on my way in to work, with heavy congestion and bumper to bumper traffic, as with stop and go. There was one moment when I had to break really hard and I got a weird sense like someone rear-ended me, but I didn’t feel anything, nor did the car behind me really hit me. It was before my husband got hit and I know it was a type of premonition. Whether you believe in that or not, I do and have these all the time. It is knowing how to handle them that is important. Sometimes they are hard to “read” and know who, what or where. One of these have saved me from being T-boned on my way to drop my son off at day care one morning. I will have to go in to more detail about that one later. But I truly believe in these.
So it is a day later and life will go on.
