Dearest My Peeps,
This is a detailed report of things lately. It's wordy, I'll warn you now, but at least you'll all know what's been going on.
I've been well enough. There was that car accident Sunday night on my way home from work. I didn't notice the stop sign & only saw the truck when it was WAY to late to stop. I was going straight & he was turning onto the street I was travelling on. I took out his driver front corner. Being a truck, he wasn't damaged too much & was rather more concerned that I wasn't hurt. I wasn't, though I was rather shaken.
Fortunately the front end went under his car, smashing up the hood & shoving the parts all back. The radiator was the only inside thing hurt, along with the radiator ... umm.. something. It's something that I think holds the rad in place or something. The airbag sensor was missed entirely, which is spectacular! They're wicked expensive to get put back in, not to mention that I'd likely have had a broken nose/glasses to top it all off. I also wasn't going very fast, since the limit was 50 kms & I had my cruise control set. It was probably under 30 at impact too, since I did jump on the brakes as hard as I could.
My chest was a little sore that night from the seatbelt, but that was about it. I was told that I'd be super sore the next day & I totally wasn't/amn't. It's all working out well enough too. I got a rental car the next day by 6 pm & that's a great bonus. I even got to name the rental since I'm the first person in the Miramichi to rent it. Her name is Lucielle.
I don't know what I'd have done if the bank hadn't insisted on full insurance. I'd be right up poo creek right now, without a paddle. And I can't canoe well with a paddle, let alone without one. Another plus note is that my deductible is only $250. I was expecting it to be $500 and the insurance lady was all shocked because apparently they often run at $1000 or more. So I only have to pay that before I pick up my car, which apparently should be by the end of next week.
The problem with that is that there is no way on this sweet earth that I can get that much money in that short a time frame. Honestly, what do I look like, a bank!? Not to mention that this pay I am short a shift (had to get time off for Jury Duty, which I ended up not having to do anyway, so I visited my Jacqui for a few days) Ah well, my God owns the cattle on a thousand hills (not to mention that He made them, cattle AND hills, too!) so I'm trying to trust to Him to take care of it for me. When Somebody runs the universe, something this like would be apple sauce.
And on a serious plus note, my insurance will not go up. Yet anyway. They can't put the price up until my renewal in September, at which point I might possibly have saved enough money to be able to pay for it without a concern. Well, with less of a concern anyway. In the meantime, I need to stop buying stuff that I don't need (ie:games, books, DvD's!, etc)
On a different note, I totally named my NDS Tevra Lucielle. Now I totally want to get a specific game for it now, but you can bet that ain't happening anytime soon. Oi. Ah well, it's my own stupid fault. It's not bad though, one accident in 6 years of driving, no other infractions of any kind what so ever (at least, none that were recorded). I did get a ticket this time for failing to yeild in an intersection, but I have till the beginning of March to pay that, so I'm not as worried about it yet. I will be worried about it as soon as God provides the deductable, but not until then. And even then, I'm going to try my hardest to leave it all in his hands. His perfect timing. Worrying won't help anyway. "If you don't worry, you die. If you worry, you still die. Why worry?" I don't know where Daddy heard it, but it's totally true, that's for sure.
They're awesome at work too. There's an extra 6 hour shift next week. They could've given it to any other of the employees but they totally let me have it, because they figured that I can really use the extra hours right now. They're totally right, I totally can really use them, especially right now. It's great. God is so good to me sometimes that it totally isn't funny. I don't know what I'd do without Him. Quite honestly.
Different topic again, on the 10th of February I'll have been with Pat for seven months. It's the longest I've ever dated anybody. It's great. The best part is that it's not the fact that I finally have a boyfriend. I could do without a boyfriend just fine; I did for three years. The best part is the fact that the boyfriend is Patrick Thomas Snow (his full name). As I'm sure I've said before. Anyway, Hooray! I wouldn't want a boyfriend if it had to be any other boy. Most boys are creepy. Cooties & all that.
Off topic, short aside, we still have mice. The cat died a few years ago & now we have mice. Oi. I hope that Dad'll finally cave in & let me get kitty again. We never had mice when we did have kitty, that's for sure.. I don't mention it to him hardly at all though, because nagging & whining won't do one bit of good. Honestly. If I've learned nothing else, it's to leave him be & let it be his decision. Besides, he totally knows my opinion on the matter already & what's the point of trying to shove it down his throat? I'm waiting for the day that he comes home with this tiny scrap of misused kitty that he found lost, alone &/or nearly dead somewhere & lost part of his heart too... I'm sure hoping anyway. And I have a secret weapon! *attempting evil cackle* I've totally been praying about it! MWAHAHAHA! He has no fighting chance! *GLEE*
And to elaborate briefly (well, as briefly as possible) on the short calling in the cavalry post the other day, there was this bad snow storm. Work closed early, which is something of a miracle & says it all. They'll be out of power & stay open because people on the other side of town have power & are snowmobiling in through the raging blizzard.
Anyway, person taking over for me got into work & was all like "I dunno how you're going to get home" I live 30 kms away from work, which is a good half hour drive in good weather. I came back with "Very carefully?" They were all like, "Yeah, no you really should stay at your friend's place that lives handy to here. It's super bad out." I was like, "Well, nope, I can't do that, I have to pick Mum up when I get off to take her home." So I got to leave right then, so I'd be home before dark (and I just barely was too) & didn't have to take the deposit to the bank like normal because they figured with the roads as bad as they were, it wasn't safe to be on them anymore than I had to be. So when I was out back getting my coat & such on, I totally took a minute & sat down & prayed. It was something like, "Jesus, if the roads are as bad as they're all going on about, I can't drive home. I know I have snow tires & animal whistles, but I'm going to need more than that to get home safely. Keep me safe, get me & Mum home in one piece. If you have to, take control of my conciousness & keep my extra alert & do the driving for me. Because I cn't do it alone."
So that's fine, then I called in the cavalry. I called up my Jacqui & told her to pray too. She totally did. It was a bit rough getting my car out of the parking lot, but not hardly at all. I had moved my car earlier in the day & cleaned it off, so it wasn't buried completely or anything. The roads were fine. Snowpacked, so I had to average 15 kms below the limit, but I've driven in way worse conditions. The worst bit was when I got home & nearly got stuck trying to pull into my driveway. Daddy hadn't shovelled at all, because he hadn't realized how much snow had fallen. When he went to an unspoiled spot and checked it was at least a foot, probably closer to two feet. I forget exactly. Darn lot of snow anyway.
So yeah, I got home fine, JEsus didn't need to drive for me or anything. It's great.
And now my wrist is sore, from wording so much. So this is me, shutting up. I've been super wordy, AGAIN! It's a bad habit that I have, wording all over the place. Ah well, at least you've totally been updated on all things of import. I think of you often, pray for you more. Do be safe!
Cheers! Happy day!
Vicky Ellen
"Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly." - Langston Hughes
