Sunday was pretty low-key. Mostly chillin' with my honey bunny.
Monday was Labor Day, and I was hoping that all would be well. Free breakfast, looking at appliances ridiculously on sale, playing around town enjoying my day off with Sky, but alas, it was far more interesting than that.
We got up around 7 am so we could be on time to the free breakfast at Boulevard Home Furnishings. We let our Sally out and fed her breakfast, then we got all ready to go. Sky mentioned since it was still cool out we would take his car. I got in on the passenger side, adjusted the seat because I felt oddly too close to the dash (which turned out to be a little intuitive) and buckled my seat belt, which I only do about half the time.
We made it out of our parking lot, down the street, around the corner, and the glaring early morning sun was hitting just the right spot on our windshield, and I looked down for a minute when I heard the honk.
I looked up just before the front of our car smashed into the front of a red Mitsubishi Gallant. It turns out we went a little too wide when going around a car parked on the side of the road, but due to the glare we couldn't see how far over we had gone. I screamed as he slammed on the brakes. My head flicked forward as my knees bashed against the dash.
I sat in shock for a few minutes, as Sky swore under his breath, asking me what I should do. I remembered on the back of most insurance cards there are instructions for when you are in an accident. (That is a key thing to remember. The back of your insurance cards people!)
I rattled off one step after another with shaking hands and a quivering voice. I felt so sick. I just wanted to be anywhere but sitting in that car. My head was spinning. My knees were sore. I told Sky to call 911 as I realized I couldn't see. My glasses had flown off my face and fallen on the floor of the car. I put them back on my face and said I needed air and I stumbled out of the car. At that point I had a rush of what had just happened. We got in a car accident. We hit another car. Head-on. If I hadn't moved the seat, I could have broken one of my legs. If I hadn't buckled my seat belt, I would have bashed my face on the dash. Things could have been so much worse.
After the police officer came, (there was no ambulance because no one was injured, thank goodness!) and we finished with our statements and signed all our forms, we decided we were going to still go to The Boulevard, where we found that the washer and dryer that, after much study and reading reviews and comparing features was the perfect fit for what we were looking for, was in our price range, and we got a screaming deal on it. They are a beautiful pair of silver Electroluxes. They are our first major appliance purchase we have ever made, and we are looking forward to a long relationship filled with clean fluffy clothes.
I have named them Mork and Mindy.
Later that day I made a piece of artwork for the front bathroom, framed two certificates and a poster and hung them in the office, and Sky and I made a wreath for Halloween.
Tuesday I woke up super sick. The worst cold I have ever experienced. It knocked me on my butt, and I couldn't get my shift covered at LB, so I showed up all kinds of stuffed up and delirious and tired. I got someone to come in for the last two hours of my shift, so I fell asleep after downing chicken noodle soup and rolls. I ended up waking up every hour or so after that, then around 5 am I had to go work at the rec center. I had a fever, I was sicker than I was the day before, and I was completely out of it.
My boss came in around 9:30 and told me I looked awful and sent me home. I slept for the next five hours.
When I woke up, my fever had broken, I felt more alert, stronger, and I got up, got dressed, and paid my car payment. Then I was exhausted, and slept for another hour and a half.
Today I feel better, like I'm finally on the mend.
Anyway, tomorrow I make my gallant return to school. I am looking forward to it, and I should probably get ready for bed. But first I have to pull the load of whites out of Mindy and put them into Mork.
Keep it real readers.
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