Thursday, June 18, 2009

My Poor Car

In case I wasn't having a hard enough time adjusting to real life... this happened.
Well, actually, it's not like it just happened to me mysteriously out of nowhere. I happened to it, really. I was being... well, ridiculous. I was paying more attention to trying to find my ID to get on base then I was to whether or not my light was actually green. No one to blame but myself which makes it all the more frustrating. I would have rather had someone hit me, I think. To focus on the really important part, the boys and I are just fine. Joshua was more concerned with continuing our game of "what words start with 'b'" then the fact that I had just hit someone. They both got little Jr Officer badges (read: stickers) from the policeman who filed the report.
My poor car. We've had her just a couple months and have made her drive all the way down to Florida and back and now this. Boy am I glad cars are incapable of revenge. I'd be in for it big time!
I'm doing my best to keep in mind the response of a friend. This is just a reminder that I'm human and imperfect. God's grace is made perfect in weakness, right??

1 comment:

Amber said...

I am so very sorry. That is so not a good feeling...