If you've ever been in a wreck you will know exactly how fast it can happen and how completely terrifying it really is. This happened to me. The day before our big 20 hr drive to North Dakota I decided I would go have lunch with Adam in Gallatin on his lunch break, ya know because I'm a good wife like that and I missed his sweet face. Anyway, it was raining cats and dogs and I was on my way home and all of the sudden I hydroplaned and the back end of my car was fishtailing. I could feel that I was losing control. This is the point when I'm pretty sure I started getting that sick to my stomach feeling... I tried pumping my brakes to gain control back but that didn't work. A few seconds later I completely lost control. This is the point where I'm pretty sure I was screaming, "FUCK, FUCK FUCK, NO, NO, NO FUCK," (pardon my language but when you feel like you are about to die you apparently turn into somewhat of a sailor, or maybe that's just me). I hit the left guardrail first, which bounced my car back onto the highway where I hit another car and then proceeded to hit the right guardrail where I finally came to a stop.
I was feeling so many emotions. I was scared that the person in the car I hit was hurt or worse, I was happy I was still alive, I was confused on what I should to do next, I was letting the what ifs roll through my head as I looked out the windshield and saw the 2-3 story drop I would have taken if the guardrail wasn't there, so mainly I was just plain freaked out. I unbuckled my seat belt and got out of the car and 2 or 3 cars had stopped to make sure that I was okay but no one was checking to see if the other car was okay. I immediately ran to the other car that was about 20 yards ahead of me and checked on them. Luckily it was a middle aged man by himself who was completely fine. I was so relieved. I headed back to the car to call Adam. Once I got in the car the tears started. I can't explain why I was crying I just was. I was exploding with emotions and calling my husband just made life seem that much more precious. I couldn't help but think, what if he was getting a call from someone else right now saying that I was not okay... what a freaky thought.
Once everything was sorted out with the police and insurance we headed home where I finally started realizing that my head was throbbing and my knees hurt really bad. After a few ibuprofen and some lounging on the couch I felt better. My knees continued to hurt for about a week but they were just bruised from hitting the dashboard.. no serious damage. Thank goodness.
My car has been totaled and although I LOVED my Nissan, it has actually been somewhat of a blessing that it was totaled. My insurance paid for the rest of what we owed on the car with a couple thousand to spare for the purchase of my new car. Since we are on Dave Ramsey's plan we decided to get a cheaper car so that we wouldn't have another car payment. Although we did have to finance a small part of the new car it will be paid of in a couple of months and we will never have a car payment again! What a relief. The new car is a 2003 Ford Taurus, which has been named Myrtle.
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
New Job!
Hey folks,
So as most of you know already I quit my job at Germantown Cafe to work for Marche Artisan Foods. This was a huge decision for me. I have and will always have loyalty to Germantown Cafe. It's still hard for me to believe that I don't work there. However I don't and my new home is with Marche.
VS
I started looking for a new job when the money at Germantown became inconsistent. With the opening of Germantown Cafe East and all the new hires I was starting to see a major cash flow problem when doing my finances. With Adam and I on the Dave Ramsey plan and being bound and determined to get out of debt in December 2012, I had to look around at all my options. When I called a good friend of mine up I discovered that there was an opening at Marche. Marche and Germantown attract a lot of the same clientele, but Marche runs with longer shifts and fewer servers, which in the end means a bigger payout for you know who... ME! I decided to apply with little hope that I would actually get it (Not the most experienced server with only 4yrs under my belt). However, when I went in to apply I talked to one of the owners and by the end of the day I was offered a following shift the next day just to see if the fit would be right. By the end of that shift I was offered a job and have been working there ever since.
When I found out I got the job it was super bittersweet. I was excited to know that I was going to be able to make more money for Adam and I, but I was super stressed over leaving Germantown. I know this may sound stupid but I loved the people there. I got along really well with the owners Chris and Jay, all the managers, and of course all the servers I had been working side by side with for so long. Germantown was my comfort zone and my home away from home family. I even cried giving my two weeks. SUPER LAME I KNOW!
Now I feel like I have the best of both worlds. I'm making more money and have made some great new friends as well as keeping all the great friends I had at Germantown. I still love to go and eat at Germantown because I miss the food almost as much as I miss the people, but I can definitely say I'm happy to be where I am. Marche is a great place to work with great people and fantastic fresh food and I'm happy to be a part of another great restaurant.
So as most of you know already I quit my job at Germantown Cafe to work for Marche Artisan Foods. This was a huge decision for me. I have and will always have loyalty to Germantown Cafe. It's still hard for me to believe that I don't work there. However I don't and my new home is with Marche.
VS
I started looking for a new job when the money at Germantown became inconsistent. With the opening of Germantown Cafe East and all the new hires I was starting to see a major cash flow problem when doing my finances. With Adam and I on the Dave Ramsey plan and being bound and determined to get out of debt in December 2012, I had to look around at all my options. When I called a good friend of mine up I discovered that there was an opening at Marche. Marche and Germantown attract a lot of the same clientele, but Marche runs with longer shifts and fewer servers, which in the end means a bigger payout for you know who... ME! I decided to apply with little hope that I would actually get it (Not the most experienced server with only 4yrs under my belt). However, when I went in to apply I talked to one of the owners and by the end of the day I was offered a following shift the next day just to see if the fit would be right. By the end of that shift I was offered a job and have been working there ever since.
When I found out I got the job it was super bittersweet. I was excited to know that I was going to be able to make more money for Adam and I, but I was super stressed over leaving Germantown. I know this may sound stupid but I loved the people there. I got along really well with the owners Chris and Jay, all the managers, and of course all the servers I had been working side by side with for so long. Germantown was my comfort zone and my home away from home family. I even cried giving my two weeks. SUPER LAME I KNOW!
Now I feel like I have the best of both worlds. I'm making more money and have made some great new friends as well as keeping all the great friends I had at Germantown. I still love to go and eat at Germantown because I miss the food almost as much as I miss the people, but I can definitely say I'm happy to be where I am. Marche is a great place to work with great people and fantastic fresh food and I'm happy to be a part of another great restaurant.
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