I have had one of those weeks where the days seem to run together and it seems like it will just never end. Well, it is now after 5 on Friday. This would normally mean that I made it and can go celebrate my freedom. Please keep in mind that with two kids the celebration is really small. In actuality, it only lasts for the car ride from work to my house, but I enjoy it.
That celebration has been cut today. I will instead spend my car ride thinking of what dessert I will be making for a book review group. For some reason, unknown to me, they refuse to call themselves a book club, even though they read books and then talk about them together in a group. That is what I thought a book club was, but maybe that term isn't popular anymore. You know, since Oprah isn't using it anymore.
Maybe it is for the best considering the last time I was driving I caused an accident. No, I was not in the accident, but I was definitely the catalyst. I was leaving the parking area of LoLo's school and turned onto the main street just a school bus in the opposite direction stopped to let kids on. When the bus put out the stop sign, I stopped. My stopping lead the car to my left to stop. The car behind her stopped and then the SCREECH...BAM. The truck behind the second car was going to fast and hit the car behind the one next to me. Now cars are honking, but I refuse to move until the bus pulls in the sign. There is clearly a 2 or 3 car accident in the lane next to me and all I can think is that none of this would have happened had I not stopped. As I thought about this, the bus turned of the sign and I decided, "Oh well, That jerk shouldn't have been speeding and those fools honking would want me to stop if their kids were crossing the street," and drove off.
I am not looking forward to figuring the dessert thing out on my way home, but it has to be better than this morning, right?
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