There's a Saying.....

It goes like this...

Life's a bitch.

And then....

You die.

Well okay maybe it's really not THAT bad but let me tell you about the bitch of a 24 hours Adam and I have had.

This weekend we moved offspring #3 about 325 miles from home. She and a roomie found a nice little place and have jobs lined up to pay for it. We left yesterday about 1 in the afternoon for what we thought would be a 7 hour drive home.

HA!!

First off, we got caught in a traffic jam between two tunnels that set us back 90 minutes. That sucked. The same spot set us back three hours a year ago so we were at least thankful that it wasn't that bad.

But then.....

Well here....

See for yourself...

We were about 30 minutes from home when we got caught up in this mess.....

That's a dead deer under Adam's new Jeep. We've owned it 4 months.

Effin' deer.

He was a buck. Had one antler left when they pulled the vehicle off him.

We were about 30 minutes from home. We almost made it. Dang deer was standing in the middle of the highway. There was hardly any traffic. Very dark.

I saw him first and yelled at Adam to not hit him.

If he (the deer) had just continued to stay still we would have passed around his ass end. But nnnnnnnooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... freakin' thing did a U-turn and ran right into our path.

We have no idea how much the damage will be.

The tow truck driver gave us a ride to town. This morning I called off work. So did Adam. He ended up going in later but I didn't bother.

Here's the salt on the wound....

My car is 5 years old. I've owned it 4 of those years. It has never and I mean NEVER not once let me down... until this morning. We were headed out to take the Jeep key to the body shop when my stinking car would NOT start. Battery.

Got it going and then the hood wouldn't close....

I've had a burned out turn signal for about 2 weeks now. So $200 later I have a new battery, a new hood latch and a working turn signal.

Adam? He has a rental.

I can only pray that our insurance doesn't jack our rates or drop us.

Sigh.

Oh, and if you scroll back up and look closely... those are deployed airbags. If you've ever experienced that, it sucks. The vehicle filled with what I thought was smoke and we both thought Bambi's dad (Grace named him that) was coming through our windshield. Adam is still coughing like crazy from inhaling it.. whatever it was.. and it is still annoying my throat.

So yup... life's a bitch but really, I'm not ready to die yet.

So the good news is that the nest is empty again finally.

Who knows, maybe I will find my libido lurking around here somewhere.