Feeling Better

Taking a nap helps.  We did our usual thing by going to Wal-mart for a few groceries and came home.  I was watching a couple of celebrity scandal shows and just went to sleep for a half hour.  Still tired, but I feel better.  

And no, I don't feel like driving on the freeway tomorrow to go for a walk by Lake Michigan.  I'll take city streets.  I felt better driving.  I can see the light flash on the passenger side when cars pass me or in my zone and I take that as a good zone. I had parked by a cart corral and I couldn't see the damage until we got closer.  We'll see.  Hope for the best and prepare for the worst, I guess?

I have a book to return at the East library and I just want to take it back.  I'm sorry I didn't yesterday.  I'll finish it tonight.  I was actually going to take some of my postcards today and go to the library, sit down for like a half hour and maybe write like a bunch of cards.  That's such a nice library.  I thought today might have been a good day but well, things changed yesterday and hiding in my home seemed more appealing.  

I did feel panicked when I couldn't find the sheriff's station and I wasn't familiar with Wauwatosa.  Cars coming by, passing me and me feeling like a little old lady who wanted to go pull over and let everyone pass.  

I felt anxious like everyone else during the pandemic initially.  I didn't want to go to a rock concert but I wanted to be outside and the whole driving to the east side felt like a luxury.  It was so quiet on a Saturday morning and peaceful when I would drive on the freeway.  Not a lot going on and it was just nice.  When I started listening to books on Audible it was like this sweet vacation that I would take and listen to my stories.  Even if the weather was a little cold, it was nice to get out of the house, listen to a good book and maybe get a few groceries or take care of a few things.  And then the creepy people who didn't respect boundaries would come out later.

I didn't miss driving to Waukesha every day.  It was enough.  I hated the traffic coming home. I hated the people tailgating and speeding.  It was just a drag.  

I will take the car out on the freeway on Thursday and try not to have a meltdown.  Until I see how much it costs.  It should be early enough in the day that it shouldn't be too bad.  I have an 1:30 appointment that day but by afternoon, it's city streets for me.  I'll take a leisurely drive through Milwaukee.  We're not ready for another trip down memory lane.  No thanks.   I have a 1:30 appointment next month at the cancer center.  I found my appointment time.  Maybe I'll feel ok to go home on the freeway if I get done early enough and maybe I'll be ok just taking my sweet time going home. I was getting a little stressed out when my appointments were getting to be later in the day with the shot.  I had started off at 1:30, then 2:00, then 2:30 and then 3:00 and then it seemed to get worse with traffic and just relieved it's not part of my monthly routine.

My mom worried about saying too much about our alley neighbor about the monster downstairs.  Our neighbor was actually going to work on the monster's old car before it got towed last year but he found out that the monster asked our young neighbor next door to do it.  I told my alley neighbor that the kid next door banged on the monster's door two days in a row and he told me that the monster owed him money to replacing his engine and hadn't paid him.  The monster was hiding in his place.  I told my neighbor that he paid all of it back except for $100.  I told my mom you're not running around the neighborhood going door to door, blabbing about it.  That would be our other neighbor.  If the monster ever turns on the charm and tries to get our alley neighbor to do something for him, our alley neighbor may think twice knowing what he does.  He has noticed what the monster does and how he acts.  Nice to have an ally.

I should be ok until I hear from the claims adjuster and I figure that's when the rainfall of tears will come.  Oh, this is hard.  So hard.  So scary to realize how bad it was. 

When I had gotten involved in the fender bender about 7 years ago, Lois, of all people, wanted to help me.  I wound up with a little physical therapy and my car was fine.  I thought where was Lois when I needed her to be nice to me a few years earlier?  Someone said my life was now ruined because of that.  No.  That was unfortunate.  I have some neck issues that can be easily remedied.  I was lucky.  And this?  This was being damn lucky.  

I worked with a wonderful woman years ago at an insurance company.  I sat next to her and we made each other laugh all the time. I feel so bad we lost touch.  She was quite older than me.  Early on, when I talked about how much fun Aggie was, someone told me that she was in a horrible car accident near Marquette University a few years earlier and she walked away from it.  Aggie told me about it one day and she said the next morning she wound up in such pain.  She went to court and she wound up with a settlement.  She walked with a slight limp and had some medical issues.  There's a lot worse that can happen.  It's been upsetting emotionally and I may burst out in a flood of tears again, but I know what could have happen.

I'm buying me a bag of those Sunchips with the tomato basil.  Do you get to buy yourself a bag of chips when a semi bitch slaps your car?  I shouldn't make light of it.

I made sure to dress like an adult instead of an annoyed Gen X-er when I went to the sheriff's station.  Somehow wearing a Snoopy T-Shirt that said Nope on the front of it looked like someone who took their driving seriously.

I definitely wouldn't have worn my Will You Shut up Man T-shirts that I have.  That really would have been a bad look.

I have a feeling I might be perusing Etsy for new t-shirts to sleep in after the next debate.