“Honey… I’ve been in an accident. Some guy rear ended me.”
The dreaded phone call….
(this was just a few minutes after having a conversation about how we both were going to be working late to get some things taken care of and might meet for a late dinner)
And without even asking he showed up as soon as possible. Even though I’m a big girl and didn’t “need” him, it was so sweet to have him there silently supporting me, and taking care of my sore back later.
In the meantime the rear of my beautiful car is busted up. Last thing I have time for is taking it around to get fixed, but have no choice. Arrgh. Physically now, its’ painful, I can only image how bad tomorrow morning is going to be.