Final Destination

Shinks almost reached her final destination this weekend. No joke. And I'm not talking no movie, this was real life.

I was driving home from dinner with some friends yesterday evening, along a road that is surrounded each side by lush and lovely trees. A forrest if you will, and I'm just driving and talking and singing along to Lady Gaga. Then suddenly, with zero warning and in a matter of nano seconds, less than 100 yards ahead, a tree just collapses, right across the road. A big tree, complete with truck, branches, leaves and I'm sure the odd nest or 2, falls as if out of the sky, right across the road. 

I swear to you, my heart skipped a beat. Luckily I wasn't going fast. I was in Sunday driver mode, so I was able to break and slow down with good time. But once stopped I sat there for a good minute or 2 in utter disbelief. That tree could easily have fallen on me. No joke. If I had to do anything that day even a fraction different. If I had not gone to the restroom before leaving the restaurant. If I had taken a gamble and powered through the amber light (which is not unheard of for me.....oopsie), me and my car would have been completely crushed. Shinks would have become a weekend road carnage statistic.

But on the upside, I didn't. I missed my final destination connection, or on a less dramatic note, I missed having to make the call to Husband telling him that I'd killed or injured yet another car. My reputation as far as cars go, hasn't been great. But I assure you, in each and every case, I was the victim. Simply put, I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Could happen to anyone, right??