I had about 45 minutes until I had to work. I thought that was enough time for a sit-down meal and a little R & R before running off to work. I was heading out and oops! I was just in la-la land or something. There was a turn in the road and I continued going straight. So, I drove a little ways off until I found level land. I got out the car, and inspected the front end. Oops! I guess I hit the railing that prevented me from falling into a ditch. No property damage was done, nor was anyone injured, nor do I have to bring my car in for repairs. That all adds up to me not filing it under insurance. I don't need that on my record, just because I don't have money to pay for anything else....

Everything always leads to money, so I was very worried that I was going to find another flat tire or something. I knew I couldn't afford that, so I was happy to find that part of the corner of the front bumper was all that was damaged. I went back to the "crash zone" (hehehe) and retrieved all the extra parts that fell....errr......broke off. [See?? The title today has two meanings....clever, huh?]

Needless to say, I did get to BK and their special was a Whopper Jr for $.99! I was very happy considering I had no REAL cash. Then I thought I had enough time to run to Wal-mart to grab some epoxy and super glue to repair the little that needs repairing on my car. Then I hauled ass to the register and was out the doors.

I ended up at work about 15 minutes late....oops! But the dude that was working was fine with it, he didn't have to be anywhere, so he was happy to get the little bit of extra cash. Hehehe...that's why I worked A L L weekend. :-)

I need money.

Carisa