Last week, a man drove through a red light and hit my car.

Oh, that terrible sound.

 My beautiful, perfect, little car was hit, but not badly.

I got out of the car and stomped my foot,

said a few cuss words, and grimaced,

before the man turned his car around and got out.

The man worked at Best Buy and was taking his lunch break.

He was so nice and so sorry.

This morning, I have to take the car to the body shop.

Then I will go to my Weight Watchers meeting.

Ironic isn’t it?

Today is the Body Work day.

Then I will come home and make a pot of tea and relax.

 {photo above was taken at our spice/tea shop in Paris}

It will be an awesome day.

Love you.

Me