wrecked.

My day.. Honestly. Is it over yet? Today I was headed to pick up Jason and was about 15 minutes before he got out and someone hit me in the van. I had the babies with me and we were all fine. Some older lady had rear ended me and she did NOT want to call the MP's to file a report.. I thought this was a huge No-No. BUT my vehicle was fine, she had hit my ball hitch and that is like a good 12" out behind the van. So when she went back to her car to write down all the info, I still quickly called Jacques, told him we were fine but to call the MP's...

After swapping numbers and such, we get back in our cars and finally a MP pulls up to my window and asks if things are okay. I reply that we had a fender bender and swapped information and he says:

"Okay you are good to go."

And leaves!!

I am like okay, If he says everything is fine... I guess.

So 5 minutes go by and I am way gone by now and the hubby calls and asked if a MP made it there. I was like yeah, but we left.. And he freaks telling me go back, you can't leave and what not's.. But I am like the MP didn't do anything.

Basically the old lady wanted to not file a claim and take care of her repairs herself. She had very slight damage. She said to call her if I did find any damage and we both have the same insurance company. And it was her fault, so anyway..

I am still way frazzled and worried that the FBI will be knocking down my door in the next 5 minutes, dousing me with tear gas and throwing me in Shawshank for fleeing the scene of a crime.. Maybe my story can be a Lifetime Network flick..

I think Dolly Parton should play my character.