At 9am I was just rolling out of bed and making my first cup of coffee. I got an unexpected day off today, and I get to spend it all at home doing whatever I please (even if it ends up being laundry, school work, and a workout). Unfortunately, I'd rather be at the clinic.
Um, should that be attached to my car instead of posing as a Halloween decoration in my yard? And should one of my headlights really be sitting in my trunk?
Perhaps I should consider getting to clinic any other way except via car next Tuesday.
This would also probably be a good time to mention that I have an incredible (and incredibly patient!) husband who clearly loves me very, very much. Even if he did ask what was for dinner 5 seconds after I dragged my bumper into the yard.
Any sympathetic first collision stories to make me feel a little less lame about my recent car luck?
PS. I really am a good driver! I've never had so much as a flat tire or even a fender bender until 2 weeks ago!