That's it...I've gone and pissed off the karma gods...
I think that the only explination that I have for my recent run of bad luck is that I've done something that really pissed off the karma gods. That's really the only way to explain it.
Yesterday, Melissa and I went out to get some breakfast and then picked up some bedrails. On the way home from the thrift store where we made these purchases, I had an "incident". It was a 4 lane road, two lanes on either side and I was in a 5th lane, which was a right hand turn only. I was slowing down as the turn was only 50 yards or so away and I had bed rails in my Bimmer. Well, what I didn't see was a young black girl in a Buick Park Avenue crossing 4 of the 5 lanes of traffic. She continued into my lane, without even so much as looking to see if anyone was coming, as she really couldn't see anyway. I ended up slamming my brakes in order to avoid hitting the Buick that was now completely blocking my lane. My car skidded and I rammed the side of her car at around 3-4mph, crumpling in her door, but not doing much else.
Now, I've been joking about getting into a car accident as my efforts to sell my car have been less than stellar and it turns out I'll be losing a good bit of money if I do go and sell my car. Well, this accident, because of the severity of it, isn't going to total my car...not even close. So I get to go through the hassel of having her insurance company try to pay for it and getting all that done with. As if that weren't enough, she was on the phone with a lawyer while at the accident scene, so I wouldn't be shocked if she tried to sue me for something stupid. She argued with the cop and told him that I was speeding, that's why I couldn't stop, and she was politely informed that it didn't matter if I was doing 90, she wasn't supposed to cross into my lane. She didn't care and sped off, so now I get to wait until the police report comes out so that I can file a claim against her insurance company. Pain in the butt really, but what else are you going to do? Hopefully the accident will allow me to get my electrical system issues under control, as now my car alarm goes off when no one is around and for apparently no reason....worse than before.
On top of all this lovely stuff, the house is taking forever to get put together. Mostly because Melissa and I don't have enough furniture to really stock the house, but more for the fact that we're still painting stuff, and that's takeing a bunch of time. I can't wait for the house to finally be done so that my weekends aren't spent doing this stuff.
This coming week...hell...tomorrow, I am going to be in Duluth on a project which is billable, so that's awesome, and after that I'm going to be flying out west for the next 9 weeks. Melissa isn't all that pleased about it, but it should afford me the ability to have her come out and visit and take some trips to places that I normally wouldn't splurge to go to. Speaking of which, I should probably start to book my flights for that sort of stuff.
In a few minutes, Melissa and I are going out to go and buy a lawnmower and get a desk for her. It'll be nice to get out of the house for a little bit. I think that I should go and shower as I smell like a three day old dead monkey in a bag.