They say life never goes as planned and boy has my life been proof of that lately. My miracle baby was a completely unexpected but very much wanted surprise and it threw a wrench into my plans.
I had planned to get a full time teaching job as soon as possible and establish my career. This would give me a chance to pay off some debts and grow some savings before undergoing IVF (which we thought we needed).
Then comes my wonderful baby surprise! Okay, I’ll substitute teach as close to full time as possible from January-March. If I get in 300 hours I qualify for a year paid mat leave (I had 300 from my summer job).
Then I find out that the paperwork from the university take a couple weeks meaning I won’t be certified to substitute teach until late January/early February. So now there is almost no chance of fitting in those hours. Okay fine. I’ll go back to substitute teaching in September and find child care for my five month old.
And then this happened……..
On my way to work one dark morning, a buck darted in from of me and destroyed my car! First off, having air bags go off is the scariest thing ever! You can’t see ahead of you, in my case I swerved into the opposite lane and had to quickly get in the ditch because I didn’t know if a car was coming or not. While heading into the ditch, I had to be careful not to go too far into the ditch because there are electrical poles along that I did not want to hit.
As soon as I came to a stop, I ran out of the car and lost my mind. I was shaking so hard and in complete disbelief That was the scariest accident I’ve ever been in. Luckily, a lot of people stopped to help me, including my brother in law Brad. So I waited with him until Ryan could make it out.
We went to the ER to get everything checked out and make sure the baby was okay. I don’t think the airbags hit me or the seatbelt squished me, but when you’re in the middle of a situation like that you don’t remember.
Everything was fine, I was okay, the baby was okay. Now I had to get my car to be okay. I dealt with insurance, tow trucks, the collision centre, and the rental car place.
The verdict? Ding dong my Jeep is gone! It is only three years old and it’s a write off!!
Even worse, because I bought brand new and drove it a lot, I owe more than it’s worth. I haven’t settled up with my insurance company yet but I’m looking at owing $5000-$7500 on a car I can’t drive.
Talk about nothing going as planned! Now here I sit, I need to start work as soon as possible but no car to get to work in. My darling grandma said I could drive her old car so that will get me by for a little while but I have no long term solution here and it’s driving me crazy!
I’m a planner! I plan and organize how things are going to go. And now here I am, with two months to work before baby is born, a career that doesn’t guarantee hours it’s really up to who’s sick and if am I the one they call, and driving an old and unreliable car on a long commute on bad winter roads. All while going through the lovely joys of being pregnant and trying to get all the baby things we need.
I’m trying to follow my brother’s good advice from last summer “Freaking out won’t change the situation so why do it?” I had my meltdown and now I have to just sit back and hope things work out with no plan of action on how to make it so.
So here’s a toast to you life! You sure got me good. Now will you be nicer?