Target on My Back

I swear I must have a target on my back. The "Powers That Be" must be out to get me. Friday, I was driving out of Sam's Club parking lot when a lady ran a stop sign and ran into me. The damage was minor and she had insurance, but I'm irritated because I've got to go through the process of getting it repaired. Arrrh! I did feel kinda of sorry for the lady. She was a bit shaken. I had to repeatedly tell her it was going to be alright. She must have been zoned out or distracted when she ran the sign. Now, I a bit worried about my trip to Little Rock today. My boss is driving and I've already been in a accident with him. I'm definitely going to be praying for traveling mercies.