December 21st, 2002


(no subject)

My husband was in a car accident Thursday. He's fine, the car's not really messed up (it seems to be mostly cosmetic damage), but it seems to have shaken him pretty badly. He came home last night talking about taking the bus to work so he can avoid the idiot drivers out there (the accident wasn't his fault, a really old man nailed him from behind). I'm torn between supporting him riding the bus and forcing him to drive more just to get over the paranoia he's experiencing about other drivers.