Would You Believe I Hit a House?

I just got my car back from the shop last Friday from being fixed from being rear ended.

And what do I do?

I hit a house. Yes, you read that right. I hit a house. Only me

As a matter of fact, the same thing happened to my neighbor's son. Same intersection, same house, same scenario. Howie hasn't noticed yet...maybe he won't...

Let me explain. At the bottom of our hill there is a nasty intersection. The house at the bottom on the right hand sign creates a pretty bad blind spot to traffic coming from that direction, so finally PENDOT decided to put in a four way stop. Which works just fine as long as people don't run the stop sign, which is what happened. The car coming from the west to east was half way through the intersection before her brakes worked. Well, by that time she was in my turning way, so in keeping the turn tight so as not to clip her I clipped the house instead. No damage to the house, it was the cement reinforcement to the corner. I suspect this has happened many, many other times.

Then this morning I did get up to go to spinning class. And there was cat puke on my right shoe. Gross.

And then, before I could take a shower the electricity went off and there was no water. And I was working on my talk for Saturday night at a church sweetheart banquet. So I am back in my closer remote office, Dunkin Donuts.

And guess what my topic is? How being frazzled is an Intimacy buster. I think I may have one or two stories! How about you?