Tears

I haven't exactly posted an extensive post lately, just cuz it's been a draining few weeks.

Today, I was on my way to pick up presents and go to church. Go to the library, the usual Sunday. Unfortunately, it didn't end up that way. On my way out of the parking lot, I was sitting at a red light, behind a huge white Chevy truck. The light turned green, and as I was about to put my foot on the accelerator, the Chevy went in reverse and slammed into my little green Jetta. My heart stopped.

I called the cops, etc, and it took him forever to come and do all of the paperwork. However, when the man was giving his story, HE LIED. I was so shocked and ticked off. I mean, I would seriously never lie about my fault in an accident, and he had the audacity to sit in front of me and LIE??? He basically said that he was going forward and *I* hit him. Right. Whatever. At least I didn't die and at least it can be fixed.

I was going to write more, but the disappointment of the day is kind of on my mind right now.