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Projectiles through the grill at 80 MPH
Stay in fighting shape
You almost didn't get an email from me today.
Yeah, I agree. That would have sucked.
Seriously, though. It’s been a crazy day.
Me and my family were in a car accident on the interstate while going 80 MPH.
Luckily everyone is ok.
Well, everyone but my SUV’s radiator.
It was destroyed by a 10” piece of angle iron that a truck in front of us sent at the grill like a projectile.
Immediately, all of the coolant in the radiator hit the interstate and the car started overheating.
Luckily, again, we were a mile away from a rest area. So, we were able to get off the road safely.
After getting out and taking the picture below, I got on the phone with the insurance company to sort everything out.
As you can see, it could have killed someone if it were 2’ higher and had gone through the windshield.
So that was 1 thing that went right.
Here is a list of all the things that went wrong:
We had the wreck 4 hours from home, and 4.5 hours away from my Mom’s house.
All of the local shops were booked up for 3 weeks solid
The rental car company didn’t have an SUV or van in stock for 2 weeks.
My 2 year old has a cold and is extremely grumpy, while the 2 month old started screaming when we stopped.
To get the car back home, it was going to cost $1400.
Not ideal, ngl.
But like they say, the only way to eat an elephant is 1 bite at a time.
So, after 4 hours on the phone with all of the different people that you have to talk to when you get in a wreck, and 4.5 more hours crammed in a small Nissan pickup truck, we are all home safe at my Mom’s, and I’m relaxing on the couch writing this electronic mail.
At each point in the day, as it got increasingly difficult not to go absolutely BANANAS, I kept thinking of this quote:
Do not pray for an easy life, pray for the strength to endure a difficult one.
Life is never going to be easy, as I have demonstrated today.
But what I can control is how ready I am.
So this is my mantra: stay in fighting shape.
When life throws hands, put up your guard and throw a left hook when you see an opening.
It’ll get better.
And it already is. My mom made lasagna.
Later nerds.
Swanagan “LWYRUP” Ray