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I know all of you (the 3 people that read my blog) have been waiting for another stunning (sarcasm) Photoshop design. So, without further ado, I present my two latest and greatest (or not). 
One I had help with from a tutorial. The other I created on my own.
Wednesday morning started out calm and full of promise. I was out the door at 6:48 and there wasn’t a spot of traffic on the road. I turned onto the road in front of my work and still had 3 minutes until 7. What would I do with this rare free time? Go to Starbucks and get a warm drink? The thought crossed my mind and if only I had heeded that fleeting thought. Instead, I decided to go straight to work. I put my blinker on, slowed down to a stop, and waited for the bicyclist and lone motorist to pass me by so I could make my left hand turn. Right as I was about to begin my turn I was jolted out of my seat. I let out a cry of rage and an “Oh no you didn’t!”
Yes, he did. A taxicab had run into my rear passenger side bumper & tire. Obviously not looking at the road, he had made an extremely wide right-hand turn out of the parking lot to my right. Instead of turning into the near lane, he turned right into me – in the inside lane! So, I spent my free minutes pulling over, exchanging my information and gathering his, all the while trying to understand what he was saying. He didn’t want to involve the police or insurance companies. Yeah right! Like I’m just going to hope he pays me back…sure. He seemed nice enough. And gave me his insurance and contact information willingly. But I contacted my insurance company and filed my claim. I told them he wanted to pay out of pocket & that I was going to give him the opportunity to do so (with a cashier’s check or something equally legit). I took my car in, got the estimate, and began the repairs – all on Wednesday. The estimate currently stands at $1200. I called him & informed him of the price – on his answering machine. I waited. And waited. He called late Wednesday night & said he wanted to meet to discuss things. Okay…fine. But I’m bringing my dad along.
So, at noon yesterday I went to the Starbucks to meet him. My dad and I waited for over half an hour & decided that was ample time for him to show up. So I called my insurance company and told them to proceed with handling the situation. Later in the day, I saw I had a missed call & a new text message. Both from this guy. He called almost 2 hours after our scheduled meet & greet and left a voice mail that I am certain is in a different language…possibly cussing me out. That part I couldn’t tell. The text said to “Call ****”. But I feel like I have accommodated him enough and now it just comes down to the fact that I want my car repaired. I gave him 2 days and feel that that was more than generous. I could have simply said no and gone straight to his insurance company, but I didn’t. I gave him a little time. But the fact is, I can’t wait forever because I need my car fixed & I need to make sure I’m not footing the bill. Especially since I wasn’t at fault in the situation.
I have always had a certain phobia towards Seattle taxicabs. They always appear to drive erratically and I fear I’ll get hit every time I’m stuck next to one.
Now I know that it was a healthy fear.
I feel bad that I’m hurting this guys driving record, but insurance is there for a reason…right?
Please let me hear some feedback…if only for my peace of mind! 
A collection of random thoughts…
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Today is my little sister’s birthday and I can’t believe she’s 23 already! Honestly it seems like just yesterday we were 8 and 10. Riding our bikes around the neighborhood, making up rollerblade routines in our neighbor’s carport with our boom box blasting the Lion King CD. I mean, we had to have music to plan our routines to and who wouldn’t choose the Lion King? Other memories of those days include spying on our big sis from our not-so-secret secret hide-out, playing paper dolls in my room – forever fearful that Darcie or my mom would catch us in the act, and who could forget our drawn-out Christmas Eve ping pong matches?
Sadly, those youthful days have passed and we are now in our twenties. All three of us “King girls”. (It’s okay for me to use the “girls” phrase) Sometimes I wish for what used to be. The carefree days and lazy summer afternoons. But it’s also fun to watch how we have each transformed from child to adult. The child in us still rears its’ head on occasion, but a little more subtly than before.
So I will send a shout out to my sister…not that she reads my blog, but still. Happy 23!
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I’m getting back in the groove. Slowly, but surely. I’m working at being more consistent in reading the bible and spending time journaling in my prayer journal. I used to be really good about writing in it, but then something happened. I started dating this guy and he began stealing away my moments alone and I let it slip. My entries became fewer and fewer, until one day I opened it back up and saw that my last entry was from 3 months ago and the one preceding that was several months back too. Of course, I knew this was unacceptable, so I am trying to be better about taking 15-30 minutes a day to sit with God. To listen. To hear. To reflect. To talk. It is so important and necessary to my life. And I know that when I take this quiet time, I’m so much more prepared to face the day.
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Side note: I’m going to Disneyland in May! I’m super excited because I’m going with my family and my dad hasn’t been back since I was in first grade. The park has changed so much & I’m excited to experience all the “new” rides with him.
Sometimes sweatpants, a heating pad, sappy chick flick, and a pint of chocolate ice cream are just necessary for a girl to indulge in.
Not to mention a good cry for no reason at all. That is simply imperative.
