There is a theatrical production with the title, A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum (which I believe was also made into a movie) and for some reason that seemed to fit my day yesterday, although it wasn't so funny, I suppose.
I arrived at work about 11 a.m. yesterday to work a 4 hour shift. I was kinda bummed that I wasn't there a little earlier so I could leave early, but I consoled myself with the fact that crowds at the Avalon aren't usually there so early anyway. My original intent was to get the bands gift cards at Starbucks but I just ran out of time. I did pick up some cereal for Eisley as rumor has it they are big cereal fans. LOL But I digress and get ahead of myself all at once.
I arrived at work, put in my four hours and headed out the door. On the way out, my husband called. I think this was somewhere between 3:05 and 3:10 p.m. It was perfect timing as I was going to call him when I got to the car. I told him my plans for the day, where I was headed, etc. I climbed into the vehicle and headed for the Avalon. I expected to be there sometime between 4 & 4:15 p.m.
At about 3:30 or so, events put a crimp in my plans. Life has a way of doing that. I was driving in the middle of three lanes of traffic when I saw a truck cross a little over the line. I wasn't sure if it was going to come into my lane or just went a little over the line, so I prepared to change lanes to the left in case. As I was starting to go into the left lane I saw a car was in my blind spot, so I veered back into my lane, although I am guessing I turned back too sharply as my car went totally out of control. I careened across the right lane and into the guard rail. It felt almost like gliding. It's funny, but I kinda said a prayer because I thought I could really be hurt, and I felt a strange calm. I bounced back onto the freeway, and I fully expected to be impacted by 10 cars, but it didn't happen. I bounced into the guard rail again, I think, and might have again had the car not finally stopped. Two people stopped to see if I was o.k. - a gal in a van, and a guy in a pickup who was following an oversized truck (maybe the one I was concerned about.) The gal called for help and the guy said she could probably leave if she didn't see anything. He later told me he was a former highway patrol officer. He also said that the back end of my car was so far off the ground, that he thought I was going to flip and he only narrowly managed to avoid hitting me. I am grateful that both things did not happen. The whole thing borders on miraculous, including the fact that I am terrified of the airbags because I sit close to the steering wheel only being 5 feet tall and it did not deploy. I am terribly sore right now, but not as bad as I actually expected to be so far.
The suspension is broken, 2 badly damaged wheels, and 3 flat tires. That's what is known so far.
But the show must go on. I was determined. I convinced my husband to drive me to Salt Lake to the show and drop me off. Then I convinced my daughter to pick me up afterwards. Yea, the show was worth it. LOL
I will blog about the show later.
Oh, my car was nearly paid off. I only owed $700 which I planned to pay off with the economic stimulus package money. I just checked my bank account. The money was deposited in my account yesterday. Isn't it Ironic? I could add a verse to Alanis Morisette's song.
P.S. There is a God... I am still here.
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