Four times, three different people tried to hit me in the parking lot leaving OfficeMax - the guy beside me started to back out as I was halfway out. I leaned on my horn... and he kept coming. I leaned on it again and he screeched to a stop (may even have bumped me, but I doubt it scratched the dirt, if so...). I pulled the rest of the way out, and instead of waiting for me to drive past, HE BACKED UP AT ME AGAIN! I honked, AGAIN, and he continued to back right to my bumper, pulled forward and drove away. There were two witnesses there who were as aghast as I was. Then someone tried to turn into me, then someone ELSE tried to back into me as I was waiting for the second car to squeeze around me - again requiring my horn before they stopped, because they did not see me. Sheesh! The witnesses could only laugh, I could only shrug - and leave as quickly as I could! That parking lot was out for me! I mean, I know I drive a silver car, but was I also suddenly INVISIBLE?
Stressful.
Monsterus Minimus is down for a much-needed nap, and between stressful driving and hauling her around OfficeMax, my back HURTS. I am going to take some pills and then maybe tackle some writing or artwork for the Torn World Muse Fusion: http://torn-world.livejournal.com/149893.html
I may also take a nap - we were up just once last night, but once is still once too often!
Here's a picture of me getting creative yesterday:
(With bonus cute baby in the background.)
