Thursday, November 05, 2020
I can't believe
that I've gone a whole month and a half without writing on this blog. It was not my attention to let it founder. It's not that things have been boring or anything. I've just been kind of wrapped up with work and life. And I've been on Facebook a lot when I should be writing here. Plus, my laptop is currently borrowed as the desktop my roommate was using bit the big one this summer, and most of my stuff online is done with a Galaxy S20 and a Bluetooth keyboard, but it's much easier to write on the laptop, even so.
While I've been gone I had a car accident that was very frightening, but I was fortunately okay. There was a thunderstorm during the morning rush after a dry spell. I went and got gas before work, which was why I was on a main thoroughfare that I don't go down usually in the morning, one that has no reflectors built into the lane guides. It was raining so hard, and being close to the time change, it was very dark even though it was almost 8 am. I was going down the road in the left lane as that's the direction I was going to turn in order to get to where I park at the University of Kentucky. I couldn't see the lanes at all, and I don't think anyone else could either, and I didn't have anyone to follow, so I tried to go into the right lane, and just as I was about to, I realised I was skidding/hydroplaning right into a left turn lane and into a median, going up on it at about 20-25 miles per hour with both driver-side wheels, somehow managing not to flip (because I sure didn't have control of the car at that point, never managed to brake in time, and wound up bounced into the right lane, which was thankfully vacant, although I think a car had to brake hard to avoid me. This was right past Armstrong Mill coming into town on Tates Creek Road. I'd obviously popped at least one tyre, and I went down to Gainesway, less than a block away, and pulled over. I tried to collect myself, called my boss to let her know I'd had an accident, left a message for my roommate, and called a AAA truck and the tyre shop I have my warranty with. Then I had the car towed over there, and they gave me a ride to work after it was determined that I'd bent two rims and killed a tyre, the latter of which could be replaced under warranty. One rim was bent somewhat, but the tyre was still holding air, but the other was bent beyond all hope. I had to get a new rim to replace that one, and they'd had to order it for the next day. So he took me to work, and I made it in within an hour of my usual time. But I didn't really have the money to spare for that, although I got it fixed anyway. It took a couple of days, and a couple of my co-workers took me to and from work because I'm not stepping foot on the city bus during a pandemic if I can help it, so I'm very thankful for them. The car is still making a sound like there's a rubbing going on; I need to get it checked by my regular mechanic but that may need to wait till I have the money for it. I couldn't turn it into my insurance because it was under the deductible unless my mechanic finds more. But it's driveable for now, although I recently got together with some co-workers at a farm where we could spread out and work on a pumpkin contest, and I got a ride rather than go out on the highway. Plus, I still, because of the pandemic, haven't managed to get a spare tyre to replace the original doughnut that bit the dust back right before I got all the tyres replaced in February.
Despite all that, I am very grateful I didn't get hurt or hurt anyone else. It was very scary. My roommate said my message was almost incoherent; he had to play it several times.
That's the most important thing that's happened lately. Plus we had Halloween at work and of course the election. I hope you voted, if you're in the U.S., regardless of whom you might have voted for. I've also been making time to read this month; I've read four of five days, and I started the Enola Holmes books by Nancy Springer (whose Books of Isle series was a favourite of mine some 30 years ago; I'm glad she's still writing).
That's it for now. I will try to get in the habit of writing, even if it has to be on the phone. I don't want to let this blog die away. Now I'd better check on my bread dough. Good night.