Chris had a car accident this weekend. When he told me I started grinning like ten kinds of an idiot because I have idiotic reactions to stress. And man was I feeling stressed. With his horrendous three hour daily commute, a car wreck is a constant fear. If he's 15 minutes late, all the worst scenarios run through my mind.
Luckily, no one was hurt, the van is in the shop, and I have an Impala to drive this week. SO FREAKING LUCKY.
When that Explorer crashed into the front passenger's side of our van, it not only took off paint, but it also smudged the shiny "nothing bad is ever going to happen" veneer off that knot of worry in my heart.
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