~Shouldn't that count?~
Wednesday, Jan. 16, 2008, 10:53 a.m.

I woke up in a rush. I had a SGI appointment because I might have run into my nextdoor man's new vehicle. We both have damage to our vehicles. Believe me,at this rate I'm never going to win the heart of this man.
I had five dollars worth of gas. No money. No plug in for my car in - 38 below zero weather. I have a very vague idea of where to go to get to the claims place. I get completely lost. I feel panick rising in the form of butterflies flying about my tummy. I am nervous already because my guy doesn't exactly like me.Now I'm running late and lost. Unbelievably lost. Out of the corner of my eye after a myriad of swear words, I saw the sign.

I made my way over there.
I feel on pins and needles as they inspect not only my vehicle but his as well.
I look around and his vehicle's there but he isn't. I wonder to myself if he dislikes me so much that he would avoid me. I ignore the answer I hear and know so well.

Good news is that I didn't hit him, nor he,me. It turns out it was someone hit us both and ran.

I saw him, but I didn't stick around to notice his distaste for me. It bothers me that he can resist me.
He does on a daily basis.
I know I'm not princess charming but come on.....I'm still me.Shouldn't that count for something? And here I thought it was lining up to be a bad day.
~H~