My friend Linda came down for stamp club last night and we were at the house and I got a call from a number I didn't recognize. I didn't answer it of course, but they called back. I then got a text from my daughter that said "I was in a wreck, tried to call, phone going dead". I called the number back and sure enough it was her that was trying to call me. I immediately rushed to where she was. She was shaken up but okay. Evidently there was an SUV that stopped suddenly and said there was a car in front of her that stopped and turned and she had to slam on her brakes, the guy in the little truck behind her said he barely was able to stop in time, my daughter wasn't able to stop in time and hit the truck that made it ram the back of the SUV.
So of course the 3 car pile up is the fault of my daughter who is on my insurance. I was so relieved that she was okay until she started talking hateful to me. My friend Linda got an ear full while I vented my frustrations and feelings about being treated like chit every time my daughter does something wrong and it some how becomes my fault.
Everything has calmed down now and we are trying to figure out what to do about the car situation and right now I am shaking my fists at stress and saying "BRING IT ON BITCH!! JUST BRING IT ON BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT GONNA GET ME DOWN!!"
Tonight I am having a few friends over for a cookout and swimming. I think a few cold beers are in order and maybe I can relax and just enjoy myself for a little while. Saturday I plan on getting some paper work done and then Sunday spending the day out of town with a friend. Yep...I deserve a little rest and relaxation and by golly I am going to take it and enjoy it!!