I almost slid into the path of a very large snow plow this morning. It looked something like this...with one arm in front of my face and the other turning the steering wheel to attempt to ditch the minivan (luckily I missed the stop sign and stopped just short of the ditch).
Now I understand why there have been fatal accidents at that corner...as evidenced by the crosses planted next to the road...
And I am thankful.
But I'm going to need a lot more coffee if my week is going to start like this.
And really...is it too much to ask the universe to lay off for a while? Because if it keeps picking at me like this I just may be forced to have a complete mental breakdown.