And how was your week…..
I got in a car accident this week.

I do the obligatory “I’m fine” song and dance for anyone that asks but I’m pretty freaked out about the whole thing. I close my eyes and I see myself hit the car in front of me over and over again. I hear the crunch of metal and the screech of tires. I’ve driven since but I was shaking the whole way.

The adjuster thinks my car might be totaled. The mechanic thinks it can be saved. Either way it’s costing me. The little financial gain we’ve made since my husband’s new job will be depleted. I can’t say I’m surprised - I’ve led a very one step forward two steps back sort of life - I am disappointed, however. Mostly in myself. I gave my husband permission to take the kid and run before he is sucked in the vortex of my misfortune any further.

That’s right – I have my very own vortex of misfortune. Envy me.

I haven’t told my mother yet. She worries about me enough, I tell her this happened she’ll be lighting candles and buying every saint statue in a six mile radius.

I haven’t told my son either. I didn’t even want him to see the car. There’s really no need -- unless it is totaled then I’ll keep it around for his teenage years. That ought to make driver’s Ed fun.

The funny part is the mechanic wanted to give me an Explorer for a rental. I turn to my husband, “I crashed a Focus and he wants me to drive an Explorer.” Needless to say I’m not driving an Explorer.

Oh, and to top it off I have three cavities.

Welcome to my life.

*sigh*

So, I’m fine….mostly.