I think this is going to be a lot of rambling. It's late but my mind and body think it's at least an hour later. Except I still can't fall asleep because I'm procrastinating on some work I needed to finish this weekend. Basically, hang on because I have no idea where this is going to take us. I've missed you guys though and thought I should catch you up on where I've been and what fun and exciting times you've missed out on by me not blogging.
So last Thursday I decided to cut out of work a little early and run some errands. I work plenty that on occasion when I need to do this my boss is fairly understanding. My car registration was about to expire and I was in desperate need of an oil change. I ran downtown to the Southlake courthouse to renew my registration and saw that early voting was happening on the third floor. I decided that if the line wasn't too bad maybe I could squeeze that in too so I won't have to take time off on Tuesday. Sure enough there was no line at the tax office and only a short line for voting. I officially did what I consider one of my highest duties as a citizen. Since turning 18, I've never missed a single election... except one and that's an entirely different story for a different time. I won't tell you who I voted for because I find nothing polarizes a situation more than politics. Ok, maybe religion. Anyway, it's late and I'm trying to get everything I can out of this extra hour so back to my story. I voted and was feeling really good about my final decision considering I really couldn't figure out which candidate I want to run the country. My next stop was the car dealer to get my 10,000 mile checkup and oil change. After sitting for an hour, patiently wasting my time a rerun of "That 70's Show" and wondering how I managed to leave my blackberry on the day I would need Brick the most, my car was finally done. The coolest part of the story is that out of sheer coincidence my Mom happened to be picking her car up at the same time mine was ready. The metroplex is rather large so I don't say coincidence lightly. Mom and I talked a little bit and decided to run over and grab dinner together. My Mom is the coolest Mom ever. I know everyone says that about their mothers, but my Mom really is pretty cool. That said, I took my super cool Mom to Arby's for dinner. Really, it's what she wanted! So a couple of roast beef sandwiches and cherry turnovers later and we decided it was time to head our separate ways for the night. It's been a rough last 6 months for Mom and I, so we took our time saying goodbye in the parking lot before following each other out. On a side note, my Mom and I see or talk to each other every day, it was just exciting to run into each other and catch up on the 23 hours since the last time we talked. Anyway, I naturally let Mom back out of the parking lot first and I followed. Luckily I did because this is where the story gets exciting for me and luckily, even though she was right in front of me, my Mom was spared. I was sitting at the stop light after leaving Arby's and I just happened to look up in time to see a1989 Dodge pickup truck coming at me very fast. I had a split second to hear his squeeling tires and think... "oh crap". Then he hit me. After an hour of listening to the 17 year old beg me not to call insurance, and listening to him tell me he would buff out all the damage, while I explained you can't buff out dents and a bumper now bent down, and listening to how his parents just won't understand and please and please. I was wondering if this is the youth that is ruining our country? I've lost track of what they call this new generation. I know when I was his age and it was my generation ruining our country, I think we were the "me" generation. Is that how you know you're old? When young kids seem totally irresponsible and you think how they're going to destroy your country? It all just left me wondering... did I cast the wrong vote? I hate that even after my vote is cast I'm still undecided. I liked one of the candidates more than the other but was that a good reason for trusting him with our country? Sheesh... I hope this car accident isn't a sign of what's to come. I really was hoping for a better year in 2009. In the end, I called his insurance and he sadly told them how it was his fault. I'm sure it's just the beginning of my fun in dealing with quotes and getting all the damage fixed, but I was really happy it was me and not my Mom.
I've decided in writing it all out that my vote was cast correctly and the car accident was just 2008 going out on a bang (sorry couldn't resist the pun). I've decided 2009 is going to be what I make of it and I'm opting for a great year. Sure it's only November, but if we all decide together maybe we can get a headstart and 2009 will be one of those years no one ever forgets. Who's with me!!!! If nothing else we should all have lots to drink at Lotusphere and remember the good ol' times. Eek... now I KNOW I'm old!! Good night people and have a great week :)