This describes it best:
Dang man. Just... dang.
First of all.
1. I am alright.
2. It was not my fault.
3. I am all shook!!!! *slams proverbial punch bowl to the floor*
I was in the grocery store parking lot, and a dude backed out into my car while I was waiting for a space to open. And dude backed out somewhere behind me and didn't see me. We didn't call the police (only because my phone was overheated at the time - started acting up that day for some reason). I already called his insurance company and they talked to us both. He told the truth and admitted that it was his fault. So they are paying for that bumper repair and I get with the adjuster on Tuesday morning.
PISSED ME OFF.
And you know with me, it's not really about the car.... it's symptomatic of something deeper, right?
I was thinking about the loss of the Original Lucy. And the dude that hit me had to hear my partial wailings about my last car being totaled. And how they better not total this one.
"That's not going to happen," he said.
"But it's an old car!" I hollered.
Yes the car is 15 years. That is old. So it don't take much to be a problem. This looks like a less than $2000 problem for me, so if they say something different, I will just get the heck on and get the dent banged out myself. Because I don't have time for no more insurance company tomfoolery.
thing deeper. This is a car, so it's a tangible. I am more interested in the intangibles. Most stuff that I have that I am attached to has some symbolic meaning. And my cars fit in that category.
But something interesting happened with me. It's always something that happens when some tomfoolery happens in my life. And like I said, with me it's always some
It's as if my heart is this vast lake, a lake that appears serene and still on a sunny day. (Not saying I am the most serene of people, but you get the picture). Then something happens to disturb the lake.
And all that stuff I don't like to think about - the things that bother me about myself and my life. i.e., those things that I have tied with ball and chains to the bottom of the lake...
... are shaken aloose and they float to the top.
And that's what that caused within me. No, I don't like that. I thought I had dealt with some of those things. It also magnified some things I was dealing with now anyway. So I was forced to examine some things and just pray.
It was that type of weekend.
Will I get into all that? Probably not. I have privately with fam and friends, even this weekend, and will continue to do so. And if you read this blog close enough, you know what bothers me and what things that I am having issues with. No need to drag it out. I pray about it and look at my thoughts and belief about it.
I can't stand when I am "shooken up" internally, as it forces me to deal with things. And what's interesting is that it forces me to deal with things that I thought I dealt with. Yet I haven't. So I have to do what I can to deal with it.
Alas, an aftermarket Camry bumper will be slapped on it. It will be painted gold and silver.
And I will go on. Despite being internally all shook.
I am thankful that all is well. There are people who left home on Saturday...
... and didn't return home because they were killed in a car accident.
And I can say, I didn't fall into that category.
Thank goodness for that.