Everything Happens in Threes

For the longest time I’ve always felt that things come in threes – both the good and the bad.

Usually I’m lucky enough to have the good ones, but the last couple of weeks that hasn’t been the case.

First there was the Hot Pepper Emergency Room Visit, which resulted in lots of pain and two days home from work. But at least I got to catch up on TV shows, even if I did so with my hands constantly in a bowl of milk or a bucket of ice.

Then Whiskey got sprayed by a skunk. Right up the nose. Twice. He smells just lovely.

And the final bad event happened yesterday morning.

At 6:30am, on my way to work, I had my first ever car accident. Not a little bumper push at a stop sign, but a full blown “slam the brakes” situation. Basically I was heading south on a major road (the only car on that road at the time), and a van at a stop sign on a cross street rolled right through it to get into my lane. Only he did that right in front of me. I slammed on the brakes to slow down as much as I could, but we still collided.

Thankfully all I walked away with was a broken front fender and some minor whiplash, but I have to admit that it was one of the scariest things.

I went through a whole range of emotions – at first I was scared and having trouble breathing from the seatbelt pulling back on my chest. Then I went into shock as I tried to get all his information. But by the time I got to my office 5 minutes away, I was completely angry. I was frustrated with how stupid he was to try to rush in front of me, when if he had waited 2 seconds he could have gone behind me in the lane. I can only imagine what would have happened if I hadn’t had the time to react, and had hit him at full speed.

Thankfully my insurance company was awesome and they got my car into a body shop right away and gave me a rental car. And they’ve already cleared it as not being my fault because I had the right of way.

Even with that being a minor accident, I still feel like my whole neck has been pulled, and my back, shoulders and arms hurt like I did a hard workout. Ironically enough this is my crazy 12 hours-a-day week at the office, so as much as I would love to just take it easy and focus on healing, I can’t.

Instead, I’m taking advantage of having the forethought to freeze a pre-made Cheesy Chicken and Broccoli Bake. Thank goodness for dinner already being done.

I did have a really awesome post lined up yesterday, but obviously I didn’t have time to finish it with all the excitement going on. I’m hoping to post it later today if I can find the time.