Windshield
Before you stress, CAMMI IS OK.Now, for a brief re-cap of the events resulting in my needing a new windshield...
So Friday I worked for a while, then went home and worked some more. At 630 I went to my very wonderful yoga class and after went home for a relaxing evening to myself. It was lovely. I had a glass of wine and watched My Big, Fat Greek Wedding which is so adorable and realistic. The more I get to know some of my Greek friends, the more real I discover it is... but I digress.
Saturday morning I had the alarm set and got up a little after 6 and went to work on the schedule. Left there around 830am to take Cam to the vet for a few of her regular vaccines. Actually, it was more than a few but she was a trooper. On the way there I noticed an accident on the E/B side of 50 and made a little mental note to take the Academy bridge home. No problem.
Well, the vet took a bit longer than expected because of the previously mentioned million and one shots she got. While I was there I overheard some people talking about the traffic - according to one person both sides of 50 were shut down, and the Academy bridge had the entire city sitting like a parking lot.
Oh so not good.
Eventually we left and if I were alone I would have probably just gone shopping to wait it out. Since I had Cam I needed to do something. I decided to take 97 north and come through Severna Park. Great, no problem. Except I am so unfamiliar with that route it's embarrassing. And I needed gas.
I took the wrong exit and had to figure out how to get back on. As I was driving I realized I was about to miss my turn (and I am still driving with no additional gas) so I had to slow quickly and make a bit of a turn, all at the same time. Well Cammi was being a pain, in the front, in the back, in the front, and so on. She was in the process of moving around when I needed to make my sudden change and she slid forward into the dash...
Her nose hit the windshield and instantly there was a spider crack about the size of a salad plate. Not good. I pulled over to make sure she was ok (I was freaking out for a minute there). She didn't yelp at all and her nose seemed fine. No bleeding. Not tender to the touch.
I called my Mom and told her what happened. She supported my decision that Cammi would be ok to go home rather than back to the vet. The rest of the day I watched her and there didn't appear to be any problems at all (which is a very good thing - I don't know what I would have done if she would have been hurt).
I called when I got back, before resuming working on the schedule, and made an appointment for a new windshield to be put in yesterday while I was at work. They did and it's FANTASTIC!!!
Ok, I have more I want to talk about but someone (who will remain nameless, but you know who you are) has told me that keeping up with the reading on here is an arduous task that she hasn't had the time or energy to undertake. Party-pooper. So I'm going to try and keep it a little shorter... try...
posted by Ali @ 12:46 PM
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