I got in a minor three car accident this morning on my way to work, through no fault of my own. I'm fine and the Accord, which is a veritable compact Japanese tank that swallows lesser cars, took the hit well.
But the whole thing is a pain in my ass. And I think the most frustrating part of it is that there are a million things I could have done to avoid the situation.
For example, this morning I could have:
Gotten up early
Hit snooze (again)
Read one more page of the Fall edition of Better Homes and Gardens while the shower water heated (I do love a creative Fall centerpiece)
Moisturized
Ironed my pants
Found the other black sweater
Flossed
Put on deodorant
Dried my hair
Found a silver-friendly necklace to wear
Packed a lunch
Discussed the details of Plaxico Burress's imprisonment a bit longer
Checked the traffic for the least-congested route
Hugged Jon Boy goodbye for one more second
Let that other driver into my lane (instead of speeding up)
Taken the new found "back way"
Applied the e-brake while I saw the car behind me coming too fast
Blinked, breathed, sighed or yawned just one more time
