My reentry into The Real World after a week of traveling started with a bump from the rear on the way to work. A kick in the tush, and not a metaphorical one. A kiss on the right cheek, if you will, which would not be so bad if it wasn't two cars "kissing."
Not a lot of damage, as accidents go. Barely discernable in the grand scheme of things. And no one was hurt, which is always a miracle. But it's a hassle nonetheless. I have tons else to talk about. TONS. And photos of San Juan. And socks to share. And new yarn... But for now, I am dealing with insurance adjusters and trying to catch up with developments at work. All I have time left to say is, "TGIF!"