Read the title and you will have a summary of last week for Pret and me. It was a crazy week and we are glad we have moved on to a different one that has things looking a little better for us.
Last week Pret was stressing about whether to try to take a test on Friday, but in the end decided to wait and study over this week, which is his spring break, and take it instead next Monday. Then, I was stressing because it was parent-teacher conferences and report cards were due and we were really not ready for them. We both had our own agendas and they didn't go together very well, so we really didn't get to spend any time with each other until after 10 p.m. on Thursday.
Ok, now that you are bored of reading without any of the good stuff, I will proceed to explain the title. I managed to make it almost 7 years without an accident. Those of you who have never gotten in one, count yourselves lucky and get knocking on some wood! Thursday morning on my way to work, I was noticing a house that was for sale and wanted to take a closer look. Traffic was already slow as there was a stalled car up ahead of us. As I was trying to examine the backyard of the home through a fence, I noticed that the car in front of me was moving forward. Unfortunately, I didn't notice that it stopped VERY soon after--hence the CRUNCH! (I have determined that the only time "crunch" has a good sound is when you are eating a Nestle Crunch bar (and that's only when you like them, which I don't) or crunchy caramel popcorn (which I really like!) or playing in fallen leaves. Any other time, it usually means something is getting smushed or broken: glasses, toys, important papers, etc.) The two funny things are 1) I hit a newly restored 1967 Mustang with duel exhaust pipes, so it did minimal damage to his car (just a new $100 bumper) and 2) I was literally a block and a half from my house. Pret was really nice about it and we are now trying to decide what to do with our car. It is perfectly drivable, so it just depends on what we want to do about insurance.
Next, Pret's stitches. We volunteered to help out our old singles' ward with a "Mystery Dinner Cruise" on Saturday night. It was held at the Jordan Institute building where we attended church and other activities for over two years. Pret went to go talk to someone out in the hall, but as he opened the door, he noticed it was dark. Thinking he knew the way, he ventured out, mis-stepped, and was seeing stars. He immediately realized he had cut his chin and would need stitches.

Luckily, we were literally across the street from the hospital, so we were there in minutes and had no waiting time before he was admitted. The whole process took about 2 hours and ended with Pret receiving 5 stiches in his chin.
Oh yeah, and I got my ring back, but it was all wrong, so we are waiting, yet again, to have everything just right on my wedding ring. I feel so naked!!
Thus ends our tragic week. Hopefully this week will result in a more positive post.
3 comments:
Wow, talk about trauma. I'm sorry about all the car and Pret's chin.
OUCH! Geeze guys, you gotta take better care of yourselves! J/k
Jordan and Ari
Grandkids, think of the grandkids!
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