not an interesting person, a person of interest

Starting the school year with a fender-bender was not on my bingo card. But with a wet pavement, the driver in front making a last-minute change, and Huck and Max in the back, it all happened anyway.

I exchanged insurance info with the other car, called the insurance agent, arranged for repairs starting next week, made it to our puppy appointment, and held it together until I got home. Then I tiptoed into the darkroom where Big A sleeps before a night shift and had a good cry.

He kept pointing out that everyone was safe and that was the important thing, everything else could be fixed. I feel sad about the damage to Bluey and felt like I was getting away with something.

That feeling certainly went away when the police showed up at our door later to write me a ticket.

Pic: It was not a nice feeling watching this come down the driveway.