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Is is really only January 11? It feels like have months have gone by since Christmas. E and I had an extremely low-key (slothful, frankly) 10 day break, where we mainly sat on our bums and read (in our defense, we were both sick), and then it was back to work on Jan 2. I had one day in the office and then I went to Tulsa for three days for a hazmat operations class. The weekend passed in a blur and then it was back to Tulsa for the final two days of the class. On Tuesday, I checked out of the hotel and walked out to my car to go to the final day of training, and found a hotel manager and another guy standing around my demolished car. This guy (another hotel guest) in a huge SUV had clipped the front end of my tiny little Honda Civic and while his car had two parallell scratches in the pain (I don't think they even extended into the metal), the entire font bumper of my car was hanging off. When I pressed the remote to unlock the car, it started to smoke. Holy crap.
Thankfully, his company is taking care of it all - I mean my car was parked and he hit it, it's not like it could have been anyone else's fault. And thankfully he did the decent thing and didn't just take off and leaved me fucked. So his company got me a rental and had my car towed to a repair place, and I came home on Tuesday. I just talked to the company and they said the repair place is starting the repairs. I will be back in Tulsa all next week for our annual January conference, so I should be able to return the rental and get my own car back with minimal fuss. Honestly, the whole thing has been as minimal fuss as something like this could possibly be, but it is still overwhelming and exhuasting. I was worried they would total the car and then I'd be stuck AGAIN trying to find a car to drive. And the repair shop said that if we were dealing with regular insurance companies, they would definitely total such an old car (2004) with that much exterior damage, but since this private company is paying and since there doesn't seem to be any frame damage, they will fix it. So that is a relief.
I'm back in the office the rest of this week, and then Monday is a holiday and then next week I'm in Tulsa again all week. And E left for 10 days in Japan this morning, and I just feel overwhelmed and wrung out and exhuasted, and I'm not quite sure why. I should totally do Pilates this evening, but I am too wrecked. Definitely need to do it tomorrow though. Tonight I will watch something mindless on the Netflix and try to destress a little, so that I don't wake up again in the middle of the night with an anxiety attack, which is my aging, hormonal, menopausal body's latest superfun trick.
(I am fine. Just whiny tonight. Thank you for reading!)
Thankfully, his company is taking care of it all - I mean my car was parked and he hit it, it's not like it could have been anyone else's fault. And thankfully he did the decent thing and didn't just take off and leaved me fucked. So his company got me a rental and had my car towed to a repair place, and I came home on Tuesday. I just talked to the company and they said the repair place is starting the repairs. I will be back in Tulsa all next week for our annual January conference, so I should be able to return the rental and get my own car back with minimal fuss. Honestly, the whole thing has been as minimal fuss as something like this could possibly be, but it is still overwhelming and exhuasting. I was worried they would total the car and then I'd be stuck AGAIN trying to find a car to drive. And the repair shop said that if we were dealing with regular insurance companies, they would definitely total such an old car (2004) with that much exterior damage, but since this private company is paying and since there doesn't seem to be any frame damage, they will fix it. So that is a relief.
I'm back in the office the rest of this week, and then Monday is a holiday and then next week I'm in Tulsa again all week. And E left for 10 days in Japan this morning, and I just feel overwhelmed and wrung out and exhuasted, and I'm not quite sure why. I should totally do Pilates this evening, but I am too wrecked. Definitely need to do it tomorrow though. Tonight I will watch something mindless on the Netflix and try to destress a little, so that I don't wake up again in the middle of the night with an anxiety attack, which is my aging, hormonal, menopausal body's latest superfun trick.
(I am fine. Just whiny tonight. Thank you for reading!)
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Date: 2018-01-11 11:18 pm (UTC)I guess you've had some pretty bad weather, too?
Any ideas about work in Prague?