Things happen in three's, right? So I'm waiting for my third. I'm hoping it was when I stubbed my toe yesterday, but I'm thinking that wasn't big enough.
First there was my water logged MacBook. My poor, poor MacBook still laying in a bag of rice with any hope it will dry out. I didn't give much thought to the coming in three's rule. That is until Saturday around 1pm, when I totaled my car.
Granted the car wasn't a masterpiece of auto-amazingness. But it was my car that got me from point A to point B- generally work to home. You know, helping me make money to save for a house and whatnot.
This isn't my car, but it is the closest representation via an online search I could find. I wish I had thought to take a picture of my cheap little Saturn that didn't in any way do well in what should have been classified as a fender bender. The other vehicle just had some rusted out pieces fall off her rear bumper, but my car... it's whole front end is destroyed. Can you imagine if I had ever been in a serious accident? Like head on collision? My car's airbags didn't even go off.
So, Brandon and I will be off to look for a new vehicle this week. And until we get it, I'm busing it around town (horray). And waiting for my third (and hopefully final) awful happening. Let me know if you see it coming, and I'll try to avoid it. Or maybe it's like the Final Destination rules- it will find you. Perhaps it's best to just let it happen.