Mar 29, 2005 13:23
I was *this* close to walking home from the park 4 miles shlepping the baby and her bag. I have little tolerance for bitchiness (and this woman has always been snippy). I have little tolerance for those who run their mouths on subjects they know nothing about. And for some odd reason, I don't particularly care for being accused of trying to kill my daughter in utero. Silly me. If I hadn't carpooled with a friend, I would have been gone in a heartbeat. Hours later, I'm still fuming and muttering.
Our car is in the shop today for its pre-repair inspection. A massive SUV rearended us a mile from home a couple weeks ago. We're fine, but my bumper is smashed in. It should only take a few days to repair next week, they say.