No good deed goes unpunished.

Why is that when you seem to be having a great day something bad always comes along?

I was having an amazing day. I was drawing ideas for a quilt I want to make. OK I know that sounds odd but its true. I went out to get some colored pencils so I could color it up. And I thought “hmm maybe I can get a coloring pad just to draw some pictures.” I was feeling creative. Sue me. And I’m driving home all happy and I just proud of myself and when I get home a truck pulls up behind me and an older man and his older then me son get out and ask me why I kept driving away.

I look and I see that my passenger side review mirror is bent in and I realize I hit this mans car and he is rather upset with me and rightfully so. So I look at his mirror and see that it is gone and all that remains is the frame. Thank goodness the only thing missing was the mirror. I give him my info and told him several times I was so sorry and that I didn’t mean to drive away without leaving my info. I tell him what happens and he clams down somewhat knowing I’m not a total ass. We shake hands and part ways knowing that I screwed up. And guess what I realized? I’m not too proud of myself anymore. Yep that happy proud creative feeling is gone. I just want to curl up in a ball and never come out. Bu I know that I can’t bend the way I used to so a ball won’t work and I need to just move on. But that ball sounds real good now.