As I was thinking about what to call this post, the D:Ream song came into my head and I had one of those weird lightbulb moments, things really can only get better. I did love that song, by the way, takes me back to the heady heights of my uni days and it is true. It is a good mindset to have, that however bad things get, they can only get better.
I have had a rubbish week this week. A series of events that have made me feel rather sorry for myself and consume more biscuits than should be readily ingested by a human being in such a short space of time.
One of the highlights was crashing my husband’s car. I can often be found moaning about my husband’s car. It is a lot bigger than mine and much heavier to drive. But even though I really didn’t like it, I still preferred it without the rather limiting damage that it is now sporting at the front.
Yes, not only did I crash the car but it was all my fault as I went into the back of someone. So annoying. It was at a roundabout and I thought that the car in front had gone. Sadly, he hadn’t and before I could do anything to stop it, I was rather more up close and personal with the back of the car than I would have really liked to have been.
As the car is pretty old now, it was fairly obvious that it was going to be written off. That has yet to be confirmed but I would be amazed if it was repairable.
Suddenly, I felt really sorry that I had moaned about the car. And the last few days have been filled with endless phone conversations about the accident, juggling our crazy life with just one car and worrying about the cost of having to buy a new car a month before Christmas.
Coupled with that, a few other niggly things have happened this week and today I just felt thoroughly miserable. I went off to the local shop to fill my basket with chocolate to make me feel better and I saw an old friend who I haven’t seen for ages. She is one of those people who is always really positive. I filled her in on the week’s events and she smiled a lot and said that at least I hadn’t been hurt, it was only a car and that everything would work out for the best, it always did.
Her news was also sad, a really good friend of hers had been diagnosed with cancer and was undergoing some fairly aggressive chemotherapy and how much time she was spending supporting her friend through this difficult time. She was the third person this week to tell me about someone close to them having to deal with the dreaded cancer. Even with this, she was smiling and talking about how well her friend was looking and how they were off to a craft fair at the weekend to start some Christmas shopping.
It’s funny sometimes how you get so bogged down with things, that you do feel like it is the end of the world, that you are hard done by. The reality is often quite different. These things this week really have been annoyances, irritations and not really anything to get so worked up about. My chat this afternoon gave me some much-needed perspective and a reminder that I am lucky to have an amazing family around me, all of whom are happy (some of the time at least) and healthy. The car accident could have been much worse and the car really can be replaced, it isn’t the end of the world. And in the words of D:Ream, things can only get better.