A bad two months for Ms. Helga…

I hit an Xmas tree this morning! It was this old, decrepit thing drifting like a tumbleweed down 220 on my way in. Of course I didn’t see it until a semi was boxing me into the right lane and I had no room to swerve. Helga’s front end is now covered in an array of lovely, lovely scratches. In two months, my car has been hit three times and I’m sure, gone down at least $1000 in value. I’m pretty much ready to just give up on caring about what the car looks like. It’s not worth the trouble because it’s completely out of my control. How am I going to stop idiots in the HUB parking deck or Xmas trees, exactly?

Okay…off to Hannah’s for a film, coffee and scones.