I do have to say things like this come at the most inopportune times, not that being in an accident is ever opportune. But we are poor and living in terrible student housing that we have yet to grow even slightly fond of, we don't have a couch, and Christmas is just over a month away. Regardless, stuff happens and despite the fact that it is completely unfortunate I'm grateful that I'm okay. It could have been much worse.
What an incredible family I have. Phone calls, text messages all from family worrying and concerned for my well being. Thank heavens for a supportive husband, that is just grateful I am okay and well and that it was me calling last night, not a hospital or a cop. I love my car, but I love my life and Curtis and my family so much more than anything tangible. I made an expensive mistake, and I will learn from it. After all that is the purpose of mistakes right?