My husband picked me up from work for a quick lunch the other day and I noticed the spot where a rock had hit our windshield had become not just a little spot but rather an inch long crack.
"Whoa...How did that happen?" I asked.
He said " I must have hit a bump...and it's spreading! "
"Well, our insurance pays 100% of your front windshield replacement and we should just take care of that! " I commented.
Now, I said we...but I meant he. We nor he has taken care of it. More importantly...I did not take care of it! (There is no "I " in teamwork...wait that's not what it means...) that was a week ago....
it it now about six inches long.
I looked at it yesterday and I have decided that the crack in the windshield is a metaphor for our lives right now...
I am just hoping the windshield doesn't land in our laps!
Our to-do lists keep growing and we don't seem to have enough hours in the day...
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