Confession is good for the soul

Sadly, since my husband is incommunicado, I haven’t yet had the chance to tell him this story, so I’m still sitting under the sword of Damocles.

On the way home from a swim meet, I stopped to get gas.  The entry way into the gas station was very narrow.  I saw that there was a post by the right front bumper and carefully turned to avoid it.  I missed that post.  Unfortunately, I managed to hit another post above the left rear tire.  My lovely new car is still fairly new, but no longer lovely.  I’m hoping that this repair comes in under $1000, but I’m not optimistic.  Body work never comes in under $1000.  And then of course there’s the “how could you do that” price that’s still to be paid.  Sigh….

At least my daughter had a good swim meet.  She’s getting better with every meet seeing her setting new best times.  I really admire the way she’s gone after this swimming.  She practices five days a week and does so with such gusto.