why backing up is bad…
I may as well just get this over and tell the truth.
Last week I backed over my bracelets.
People who know me will now, please, pick themselves up off the floor. It’s true. I wear a ton of silver. The more the better. Why wear one thing when you can wear fifteen? Check out my arms in my photos. And, no, I do not wear all that stuff to bed. It’s hell on the sheets.
So there I am at the Tampa airport. Exhausted. Really exhausted and hungry and did I say I was tired? And So I set my little bag down and three of us hussled into the car and when I backed up I heard a little clunk.
Wow! What was that? So like a dumbass I pulled forward to see if the tire was okay and ran over my bag again.
Oh!!! The sight of flat silver is horrifying! If I was not so damn tired I might have cried. So the bracelets are at Bob’s fix-up the mess place and I am forcing myself to take one of my own life lessons to heart.
Stop backing up. Move forward!
And it’s also a good thing to put all your bags in the car before you leave the airport.
August 7th, 2009 at 6:17 pm
Life is full of such symbolic lessons…if we are only wise enough to see them!
August 8th, 2009 at 1:58 am
Just glad you or no one else was hurt–maybe you can have the jeweler make a new fangled design!
August 8th, 2009 at 8:20 am
Oh Kris! Last weekend when we thought we’d finished loading the car Pat heard a big crunch and found out she’d backed up over her bicycle helmet. Squashed it flat!
August 9th, 2009 at 7:39 am
Oh Honey…I feel your pain! I still love all of my bracelets. Remember the copper ones from Glacier Park?