errantember: (Little Cowboy Scott)
My final severance check from my ex-yob direct-deposited itself into my life today, and it's officially the largest check I've ever seen except for the down payment on my house. And, *this* check is moving the *other* direction. :)

It's also the *very* last money I'll be getting from my former employer, my only real source of income for nine years. This was my deadline for getting hard core about finding new corporate employment. I'm not going to stop working on any of my other business ventures, but I recognize that it's unlikely they'll be paying all my bills in time to keep me from brokedom.

I still have fantastically cheap insurance coverage through the company at least until the end of march, for which I am profoundly grateful. Riding the scooter without insurance is not an option, no matter *how* broke I am.
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While driving on my way to Elysium in the left lane on the access road, some crazy woman passed me on the right at high speed, then, without signaling, darted directly across my path for no apparent reason. The only thing on my left was an EXIT for a turnaround for people going the OTHER WAY. I didn't have time to check the right lane behind her to see if I could move over, so after slamming on the breaks our cars collided, with the front of mine hitting her driver's side at probably 20 mph. We got the cars off the road, exchanged insurance info, had a brief conversation with the police, and I went on my way. Nobody was hurt, thankfully, and if I hadn't hit her it might well have been worse, since if she'd made it into the turnaround she would likely have hit someone coming the other way head-on at a much higher speed since she would have been going the wrong way. She was from out of town, and had 4 other people in her rental car. My poor Escort survived with what so far seems to be only cosmetic damage. Her car blew a tire.

In other news, I have a piece of cocktail napkin stuck in my right ear. I once again forgot to bring earplugs to Elysium, necessitating the use of said napkin to preserve my hearing. I went to Kirby Lane for tomato pie on the way home, and sitting with my good ear against the wall while being effectively deaf in the other one was interesting.

I'm hoping my hot tub will help me fix the problem.

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