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.