A Simple Kind of Life

Accident

I’ve always thought of my blog as more of an online scrapbook than a journal/diary (hence all the happy go lucky posts) but I’m still mad.
I was hit last night alone in the car. Our neighborhood has a series of yield signs, nearly no stop signs. Last night I was on my way our solo and some idiot kids zipped from across Inkster to our side and blew their yield and crashed right into me. I saw the accident was unavoidable so I sped up and got out of the way as much as I could. But it still hit our passenger rear and our car us undriveable. Ok, so accidents happen right? I didn’t cause it (I’m actually a very safe driver!) but the chickens#$ts ran away. They never even stopped. I was spun around into a 180 and I saw the look in their eyes while they sped away. My temper came out in my and I was so mad I followed then 3 blocks. Got the first 3 letters of their licence plate. Then some neighbors chased them down a bit more, but they were gone. The police found their front end. I doubt the car drove much further.
So now the hassle. Cleaning out the car. Maybe getting new car seats (have to research this, no air bags went off but I was always told ANY crash needs new car seats). Rental cars (hopefully our insurance covers). None of this is a big deal. I’m OK. It could have been so much worse! What if I would have had to gone to the hospital? September is proving to be a bad month for us and accidents (Carter got 3 staples last September).
Anyway, life’s way of telling me to slow down from all we’ve been doing lately…