Just like riding a bike!

It’s an interesting feeling getting back behind the wheel when you haven’t driven for two months after an accident. I was extremely apprehensive at first. A hundred times more cautious because the last thing I want to do is experience an accident like the last one, or any more for that matter. First drive was just in town to go get my nails done. It was weird, and I was watching everything I could and everyone. I made it there and back in one piece.

I will say one thing, it is nice to have some freedom again. I am extremely grateful for everyone and how helpful they are. Don’t get to excited, my freedom is only for a day. I will enjoy it while I have it, but at the same time not take it for granted. I wanted so much to take a drive tonight just because I could. Being that I have to be up early for work, the responsible adult comes out and says it’s probably not such a good idea. It happens every now and then when you have to listen to that little voice that tells you whether this is a good idea or not.

My time will come again when I have the freedom I so desire. In the meantime, I will be grateful and relish the day of freedom I do have.

Morning vs Night

I give props to those who can get up early in the morning and be able to function normally.  I have never been one of those people. I function so much better when it gets dark out.

I now have to be a morning person, not by choice. I finally started a new job and the hours are crazy early(for me anyway). 6:30am to 3:00pm. It’s a great shift for the fact that I get off early and still have time to do stuff, but trying to function after work is next to impossible. There is so much I want to do, just don’t have the energy. I like the nights because it is quiet and everyone is settling down for the evening. I feel more energized at night and want to do more. The down side to the night-time is that most of my friends have day jobs and work early in the morning.

This is a short one, but I just wanted to share my thoughts.

Life is never what it seems!

This is my first blog. Probably nothing to write home about, but I’m going to give this a shot.

It seems these days I’ve had a bit of bad luck. They say bad things happen in 3’s, but I’m beginning to wonder about that. I can’t say my life was perfect, but things were pretty smooth on the surface for the most part. It all started when I lost my job. I know that’s not the end of the world, but with many, many people out there without work it sure makes things ten times more difficult. Being that I have to work to survive, I had to pull from my 401k to survive. I was doing good. It was nice to be out of work for short bit, being that I never take vacations when I am working. Then it starts to get to you. Your schedule becomes all out of whack, and trust me when I say it’s not easy to get back into the swing of things.

To continue the downhill swing of things, my vehicle was broken into. Normally this wouldn’t be a crisis, but it happened right when I was at the end of my funds and still no work. This is when it’s great to have such wonderful friends and family. I drove around for almost a week with no window. We finally found what we thought was the right window and attempted to put it in. A bit too big. Plan b, call around and see if we can find the exact window needed. Bingo-we found the place. Weekend passes and we go get said window. Right window, but for the wrong side. Now back to the place to get the right one. They made a mistake. Shocker, let’s add to the list of bad luck. Now time to head back to get the window installed. So close…..

Things are getting better right? I was under that delusion, until I got into an accident that same day I was going to get my window fixed. Guess I don’t need that window now do I? I was stopped at an intersection, waiting for it too clear because the cross road had the right of way. I went to cross because it was clear and this woman came out of nowhere. I was more than half way through when I looked to my left to see her and she didn’t see me. With that being said she made no attempt to break and was going faster than the speed limit. She hit my tailgate and spun me all the way around. When I stopped I was facing the direction I was coming from. At this moment in my life it is one of the scariest things I have yet to experience. I don’t recommend it to anyone, and for anyone who has I am very sorry.

Anyways, well like I said I won’t be needing that window anymore because my truck is now totaled. Could it get any worse? Wrong question to ask because it most likely will. I am typically one of the most optimistic people you will meet, but this sure makes it hard. In the midst of all this craziness I’ve also been trying to secure my home. I live in an apartment and trying to make rent when you’re not working is short of easy. With all of this going on I’ve still managed to keep my head above water with the help of my friends and family. Without their love and support I might most certainly have gone crazy.

I am starting to see a light at the end of the tunnel. I’m not sure where this light is going to lead me, but I’ve come to the conclusion it is what it is. I can control things only so much. It’s a hard lesson to learn, but one that certainly has opened my eyes.

I will keep you up to date as to how things progress and the crazy things that happen. I’m sure there is bound to be more.