Just a heads-up, Yahweh.
I may be a modern day Job, but I’m still not going to bring back the blog!
Ah, yes, nothing like getting rear-ended at 50MPH and being pushed into the back of another vehicle.
Don’t worry, everyone walked away. I had the only injury, a scraped-up and bloody shin, although I suspect there will be much soreness and maybe even whiplash pain tomorrow. Time will tell.
On a happier note, it’s good to have friends with a sense of humor. See the photo below taken by my colleague who agreed to come give me a lift home.
I would have thought I’d be more upset by the whole event, but – you know what? – it’s just stuff. It’s just a car. It’s really not that important in the big picture.
I walked away, which seemed quite surprising to my insurance agent on the phone as I described the accident. It does make you realize that everything can be over so very, very quickly, should the fates or gods or laws of physics decide not to go your way.
Coming home, I’ve never been happier to see my family. I’ve never wanted to speak to my parents more than tonight.
And I swear this new found attitude is going to last a good 48-72 hours. You have my word!
Note: There are other ironic details to be told, but that might have to wait until all is settled and done. For now, let’s just be happy that everyone is alive and kickin’.
Note 2: I would also like to thank all of those other drivers who clearly saw that a very violent accident happened and did nothing to assist anyone involved, because – hey – your dinner was waiting.
May you all one day find yourself rapidly bleeding out with your head through the windshield while others just slow down to gawk at you.
Assholes, the lot of you.
Note 3: See, the neat thing about having stopped blogging is that I can just update this one post for ever and ever and IT DOESN’T REALLY COUNT.
Kids are funny.
Ewan (2 yrs old): “You broke the car, Dada!”
Fiona (5 yrs old): “Mama, when are you going to crash your car and get a new one?”