Monday, October 03, 2005

I'm going to read this post tomorrow morning and think "what the hell??"*

“Is it wishful thinking, or do I smell coffee?”
“It’s wishful thinking. I have no idea where the coffee stuff even IS.”

“Where did you just go?”
“I took the dog out – it’s frickin’ cold.”
“WHAT JUST TOUCHED ME???”
“My hand – I told you it was cold out!”

Ah. The conversations you have when you're still half asleep early on a Sunday morning. It was weird – as if we lived in the same house and had forever. Saturday night, we sat in the hot tub for a little too long and then dragged our too-relaxed selves the 20 feet from hot tub to bed and watched part of SNL before going to sleep. We had a “discussion” about who had custody of the remote – I won, only because he hadn’t figured out how to work the TiVo yet. His concession to the fact that I don’t like to be smothered while I sleep was that he would intertwine his ankle with mine and occasionally, he’d briefly put his arm around me or kiss my forehead while I slept. Sunday morning, I took a shower, he made coffee (after searching every cupboard in the house on a single-minded coffee-finding mission). I got ready for church, he watched ESPN, and since I couldn’t see the t.v., kept me entertained with his running commentary.

It was a nice way to end the weekend. Which was good, because the start to my weekend involved me (in a Toyota Corolla) getting rear ended by a guy in a Ford Expedition on my way home from work Friday. I watched him hit me – it was super, especially the whole “bouncing my head against the back of the seat” thing. Fun times. My mom came over to my house that night and brought me my favorite juice and some muscle relaxers, and she made me soup. Then she took me to get x-rays the next morning while I tried not to cry every time we hit a bump.


Later, in case you hadn’t figured it out, I was staying at the hot tub house again Saturday night and so I moseyed up to Sally and Joe’s, where they fed me steak and corn on the cob and Advil until I couldn’t do much more than go back to the hot tub house and lay down again. That's when Not Boyfriend showed up and assured me that my car doesn’t look that bad and it probably won’t have to be totaled. Which is good for me, since I bought it new in ’03, but he was kind of bummed because that means we aren’t going car shopping. If there’s car shopping to be done, he can go by himself, thanks.

Which brings us back to this morning. I came home from church and took a four hour nap. I’m about to go to bed again, seeing as it’s been almost four hours since I got up. I gotta keep to my schedule, you know. Plus, tomorrow promises to be a day filled with hijinks involving the auto body shop, insurance companies, the chiropractor and who knows what else – so yeah, a girl needs her beauty sleep.


So with that, me and my flexeril bid you adieu…

*This is the place where I put my disclaimer: I wrote this before bed last night, and so, if this post is unbelievably boring and rambly, well, I blame my prescription. That is all.

17 comments:

hetsah said...

hey, yes, overthinking and etc is an illness of us but let's try to do not dramatize that much, life is now

Amanda said...

aw, you had me at the kiss on the forehead while you sleep...
hope you're feeling okay.

Thomas said...

Maybe we all are thinking the same thing too, Amber.

Cheryl said...

yikes! I hope you're feeling better today. Good that you have people to take care of you & stuff.

Miladysa said...

Hope you are feeling better and take it easy :)

appsdshell said...

What a totally sucky way to start off your weekend. Thank GOD you have the Hot Tub house to hang at. I'm just glad you're not seriously hurt. Not that what you're going through isn't bad or anything, but it definately could have been much worse.

What was the guy doing when he hit you? Lemme guess...talking on his cell phone.

The Husband said...

glad you are ok. i can't wait to go hot-tubbing with you!

Alice said...

i just had someone rear end me the other day too, while i watched it happen in my rearview mirror. mine was just a tap though, no bad neckiness or damage to cars. that is not good, i'm sorry :-( i hope the chiro goes well, and enjoy those meds ;-)

Kris said...

Oooh, feel better soon. And send us your leftover meds.

dasi said...

NO CHIROPRACTOR!!!!!! Call a lawyer and go to an orthopedic md!!!! As you may or may not know, I am a paralegal at a PI (Personal Injury) law firm and I feel obligated to give you this sage advice. Being rear ended sucks, being injured sucks, and you shouldn't have to worry about bills or anything else. Seriously. And insurance companies look at chiropractors as fake doctors with inflated bills and many times refuse to pay them. Orthopedic docs, on the other hand, are treated with much more respect by inscos. And can refer you to a good physical therapist - NOT a chiro.

BUT - the final decision is yours. Just remember - you (and all other drivers) pay car insurance premiums for approximately 75% of your life, and if you never file a claim, well... who benefits most in the end?

And no, I swear I am not a slimy person like most of the PI attorneys (and paralegals) you hear about... lol

Hope said...

yeah, and the other guy better be paying all your insurance bills!

Good to see things are going good with you and Not Boyfriend!

Stephanie said...

Oooohhhh Nooooooooooooooo! Not Boyfriend is back?! *sigh*. Maybe you should come to Milwaukee for a long weekend and we can commence with the man-hunting and find you a good, midwestern, committment-minded fellow. (Aw, who am I kidding? They're no better here! But you're still welcome to come spend the weekend! We'll tear it up over here in Cheese-ville! ;)

Kiki said...

I was going to say the same thing as Amanda--the kiss on the forehead thing--adorable!!!

I hope you're feeling better! That type of neck-strain is the worst.

Marissa said...

NOT boring and NOT rambly. I am so sorry about your car accident, that's awful! I hope you're not in too much pain. And it seems like Not Boyfriend did pretty well in this situation. We're going to have to give credit where credit's due. :)

Whinger said...

I DO wish Not-Boyfriend would just pull his head out.

Timmortal said...

I was pretty entertained. Maybe you should write more before you knwo what your saying and have time to think about it.

The Other Half said...

i want me some muscle relaxers