Didn't really want my newest blog to connect to me or my more cheerful blogs of the past.. I wanted this to be the place where I share my thoughts with myself and nobody else need know who I am or who I am complaining about... guess I shouldn't care though. It's my therapy and if it changes something in my life, then it's meant to be that way... just me rambling.... proceed
Ok, so I am traveling down Interstate 4 around Plant City Florida two days before Thanksgiving 2013.. it's almost 10am and I am through the worst of the traffic near Orlando.. (hate that place) I am in the far left lane doing a nice clip, not too fast, not too slow... the speed limit...Traffic is moving along ok... I look over to my right and notice a semi hogging the slow lane and see that he is basically pushing another car out of the line somehow.. I shake my head and look forward into the lane I occupy.. Next thing I know a gray Pontiac Grand Am shoots across the center lane and plows into my right front quarter panel head on. Luckly no one behind me plowed into me when I got stopped 1 foot from slamming into a concrete divider.. my car was creamed and I got a nice squeezing with my seat belt. Sat on the couch for 2 months while my sterum healed.. I hate trucks...
View from the ambulance.. Goodbye my first ever brand new brought by me car.. weeping in pain..
