Today was a good day until I left work, then I left for the extremely short drive home and got run into by someone who decided to beat the yellowthatturnedred.
I was making a left, and waiting for the light. It went yellow, a couple of cars went through, then there was a big gap and I thought the third car that was pretty far back was stopped. It went red, so I pulled out to make my left since I was in the middle of the intersection. The third car wasn’t stopped. I stopped when I realized that, but she didn’t, and smacked right into me. Her car was fine, as far as I could tell. The front of our car is cracked, possibly the entire front end has shifted an inch or two to one side. It’s making squealing noises again. We got it fixed a few weeks ago and it was fine.
I called the police, they told me to pull off the road assuming the car could move (which it could) and exchange information.
Her husband arrived and looked at the car after we exchanged info, and they left. I got in the car, put my head on the steering wheel and cried.
I was in the parking lot next to my work, so I went back there and got tea and just sat at my desk for a while. Adam left work early and came to meet me, so I waited there for him to arrive. He drove me and the car home, I was too weirded out. Never really been in an accident before.
Now that I’ve come down a bit from it, I have realized that my back hurts. I’ll go get looked at tomorrow. We reported it to our insurance. We’ll have to pay the deductible. I sincerely hope that they don’t decide the car isn’t worth fixing – the book value on it wouldn’t get us a new working car.
I really need rain pants so I can bike and not get soaked, cold and sick. Either that or I’m just going to walk in the rain every day from now on.