The short and short of it.

I have two weeks of booked paid work remaining, then I’m completely free-lance, book it myself, or seeking another fulltime job.
Yesterday, stayed too late on another too annoying appointment way up in Duluth, managed to get out into traffic right at 5:05pm on the shittiest road ever, and was rear-ended while I was stopped at a red-light by a lady who completely didn’t see me and wasn’t even trying to slow down. Hit hard enough to deploy her airbags, crumple her hood, her front bumper is hanging, both headlights popped out, but on my car, thanks to my “rubbermaid” bumper, you wouldn’t know from the outside it’d been hit if the license plate wasn’t folded in half. Damn thing popped right back out and left barely a visible scrape. Meanwhile, inside the car, all hell broke loose as the impact caused both my back seats to unlatch and lay down, allowing all the crap in my trunk — including the projector and my laptop for work, to come flying up toward the front. The glove compartment unlatched and dumped, and even the sliding hatch on my moonroof popped open. It was a hell of a jar, without a doubt. But, it drove home, and I didn’t even have a busted tail light to worry about. As our accident occurred another two cars smashed behind us trying to avoid things, so we had a nice big four-car and police road block going on for a couple hours last night.
Last night, I was all teary-eyed, mostly because the wreck caused me to wait really late to call mom… and January 18th is a very special day of the year to call her. As it was, I ended up only telling her about the wreck before she was too tired to talk. She managed to say she was glad that I always remember to call on that day, although it had been too cold up there for her to go do anything special. She’s glad somebody else remembers it was their anniversary. So, I was sort of teary-eyed from stress and because it was already a day that I get caught up thinking about Dad, and having a car issue on that day really compounded it. Even on the scene, when I was leaving a message for James I was thinking, I should be calling Dad now.
BUT anyway…
Tonight, Marc and Jennie are staying over for their flight to Utah tomorrow. I just hope they don’t laugh that my Christmas tree is still up. I like it. I may decorate it for every holiday this year and just leave it up.
This weekend we get the house ready for NEXT weekend, which is Maggie’s birthday party, though, which means we will probably take the tree down to make room for people.
Now, I get lunch, since I’ve neglected to eat anything today due to phone calls, putting together evites, answering email, and doing all those other things that pile up when I’m out for the rest of the week.
And now you’re up to date.
schlemaggle has made a Comment
OH GNOES! it seems like you’re always getting rear-ended by other people…is your car NVISBLE or something?
and re: the tree…i say keep it up all year. my grandma does that. except, most months it has nothing whatsoever hanging on it…which is kind of funny. for next weekend, you could make it a birthday tree and hang embarrassing pictures of me on it! on second thought…don’t do that please. 🙂
anyhoo. hope you get to feeling better. about everything. love you!
January 19, 2007 @ 3:34 pm
scienceiscool has made a Comment
man, that’s like me when i rear-ended the volvo a few years ago. my whole front end was crumpled, the radiator got smashed, but you could barely tell she had been hit. those things are like tanks.
poor civic. i miss it :-<
January 19, 2007 @ 9:13 pm