Adulthood Disasters, Day 2

I thought I was going to do well with this "adulthood" thing. I was employed. I had a real job with benefits. And insurance. I survived my first day of teaching fifth grade. It appeared I had this whole "real world" thing down.

Boy was I wrong.

Little did I know I'd only make it ONE DAY before catastrophe struck.

Tuesday, I left the house at 6:45 am to go to work (as if I'd be on the road at that time otherwise!). As I got onto the freeway onramp, I came to a curve and began to brake, as it was not a particularly snowy nor icy morning. Nevertheless, without warning, my car began to slide. Because the onramp is high-up, it is surrounded on both sides by cement barriers, which left me about 2 feet to stop sliding before I crashed. I attempted to turn the wheel to avoid the barrier and lost all control.

Have you ever secretly wondered what it's like when airbags come out? I finally got to find out. Although, that first hadn't exactly been on my bucket list--despite my curiosity. Nor had what it feels like to get slammed in the face by one. Don't worry. My slam into the cement barrier (which I imagine looked somewhat similar to the guy who jumped his car on New Year's Eve) gave me firsthand experience.

Good News: *I was uninjured other than the normal aches and headaches.

*Nice people stopped to help me and call 911.

*My school was very understanding and even did my sub plans for me!

*Insurance said they would replace the cement barrier I destroyed if Provo comes after me (Like I need that on my list of monthly expenses!).

*My roommates spent the whole day with me.

*I hadn't put gas in my car the day before like I was going to (all I could think of sitting there at the crash site was, "Good thing! THAT would have been a waste!!!)

* No other cars were involved.

* People from work are helping me get there.

Bad News: *I got a citation and have to go to court (I think they thought I fell asleep, which I definitely didn't).

* I am in serious need of a shoulder/neck massage

*My soul-mate of a car is dead and gone. Totally totaled. :(

*I need a new car....

*My poor guardian angel is getting sick of me.

Nevertheless, things will work out, I am alive and well, and someone has a sense of humor because for some reason, the driver's side airbag was pink. I knew that car and I were soul mates...

If you ever get on the Provo Center Street freeway onramp and see four big orange barrels where a cement barrier used to be or the tire and skid marks down the other barriers, you can say, "Wow....I hope that person survives adulthood."

P.S. Dear everyone who is concerned: Yes, I know it's not a laughing matter. It was terrifying. If you had seen me crying on the couch in the fetal position with a bag of frozen peas on my face you'd know I didn't really think it was that funny. Except that now, that's kind of funny too.