I'm having post tramatic stress. As in I'm not sure what to post on my blog. Yesterday I was waiting for #3 son to get out of school. I had grand baby so we were waiting in the toasty warm jeep. 8 mins into the wait I'm fiddling with the radio only to hear a horrific CRACK! Huh? I look up to see a loverly crack has formed on the bottom center of the windshield. As the horrible cracky/poppy noise continues I have visions of the whole windshield falling in my lap. I have thoughts of "HOLY CRAP (profanitiy cleaned up for sensitive readers) HOW do I drive home with a wind shield in my LAP!!" I have a vivid imagination. Said windshield did not land in lap. Yeah! crack sprawled about 8 inches and arched back down. I guess it's done. I was just asking hubby 2 weeks ago if the windshield was covered for all the nicks we have and if we should get it replaced. He goes NAH, it doesn't need replacing. Yeah, right, not 2 weeks ago. Now, maybe.
I'm going to find something joyful to do. *sigh*
Don't stress what you can't control. It is what it is. I am what I am.
Eeeee. I'm glad it didn't fall in, and there was no physical injuries, right? Yikes!
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