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?

Divide and Conquer

Today was a "divide and conquer" day. In other words, how to manage being in two places at the same time.
I went to church and stayed for the budget approval meeting, and Howie took the girls to their swim meet. We are in a new league this year and some of the meets are on Sunday afternoons. I don't like it much, and don't think Howie did either, especially with it being playoff time in the NFL. Oh well, his team is out of it anyway...
After the meeting I went to the mall where I had to go back to Hollister to get the stinking security tag removed off a pair of pants Tianna bought. When I was told they could take care of me at the checkout and there were eight people on line, I resorted to begging one of the clothing folders to just help me out. It was bad enough to have to go back to have the stinking tag removed, but to wait on another long line was pushing me over the edge.
While at the mall I also went to the ATT store to investigate cell phone exchange options. It is for the cell phone we got Tianna for Christmas that we swore we wouldn't get.I got it on an upgrade with ATT, but bought it at WalMart. Without going through all the gyrations of all the ramifications of returning a phone one place and re buying at another, let's just suffice it to say I was regretting ever yielding in the first place. It just isn't as easy as you think it should be. No saved contacts, no same number, no immediate turn around...but, something was perfect about my timing.
I ran into very old friends while I was there, swimming parents from our first go round as swim coaches twenty years ago. Well, the guy has gone from former bar owner to pastor, and they invited me to speak at their Valentine sweetheart dinner. They want real, honest to goodness funny true life. I am going to do something incorporating communication and expectations and dress in my pink Jammie's with my tiara. I can hardly wait.
So, I want to do something like, "Ten things you and your spouse approach differently." Flannel vs. silkies is for sure one, asking for directions another...what are some other good ones? I can't wait, it should be great.
I am exhausted. Sleep well.