Yesterday…. glad it’s over…..
I was zipping around getting ready for work yesterday, and my phone beeped. It was my future daughter in law, and she would never call me that early. Immediate panic. I could hardly understand what she was saying except I got the important stuff….can’t get ahold of Joe or my mom….. car accident. Like lightning, I was in my car and on my way. As I was approaching the spot, I heard a fire truck and ambulance. My heart jumped to my throat with silent prayers for all, that no one was injured. I got there, veering past police and fire trucks. I jumped out of my car rushing for the police car she was sitting in while paramedics talked with her. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw her uninjured.
Short version, she and the other driver are fine. The cars? Not so much. The rest is just stuff and that’s all that matters. It is a rough traffic spot and the other car swiped her. As I looked at the car, I got a huge lump in my throat. One split second more and she would have been nailed in the door. And I do mean split second. I sat there with her and we got through all the business even though her anxiety was a tough factor. I remained calm, I am one of those people great in an emergency, who panics later on. I got her home, called her insurance company, got everything rolling. She was shaken but okay. Sitting there, I just kept thinking I needed some toast. How weird…..
Once I was sure she was okay, I headed to work.
Yesterday must have been a ringer day for accidents because I saw at least four during the day. Not a good driving day.
Anyway, when I left the house I was completely unprepared for the day. I had a few supplements I carry in my bag, and a container of nutritional shake, and wasn’t going to be home until eight. I was okay, but all day long? I wanted that toast. Any kind of toast. I kept thinking about rye bread, or Italian, toasted all day long. At lunch time, I was scanning the lunchroom for treats that never ever bother me. Yesterday? Wanteddddddddddd
Needless to say I was off my game yesterday. I was snappy at school, impatient, and had to keep reminding myself to just breathe. After school, I had three tutoring kids, again I was off. I usually work on what the kids want to do but then I bring other things to do. Had nothing, again totally off. I came home, hungry and again, looking at the bread, thinking I really wanted toast.
As I got ready for bed, I was still in the toast mode but started thinking about it. Toast reminds me of childhood, my mom, sitting with my dad having breakfast. Maybe that thought was the comfort I was craving. It has to be because this morning I am still thinking about it.
Temptation is always going to be there. Not just for you, for me, too. I think it’s all about recognizing it for what it is and getting past it. I know I am a stress eater. Maybe I was just looking for comfort. Whatever it was, I hope it passes soon. I have come so far down this road.