Bad start to a morning... or "the baby buffer"

This is not what I was originally going to post about today, but my morning started off really poopy so I decided to share it!

First off, Lefty was pushing all my buttons this morning so I was a tad bit grumpy from that. Then as I was getting ready to take Lady Bug to school I realized I left all my office stuff in my husband's Jeep (office deposits, my keys to the office and file cabinet, and some mail that I needed to take to the post office this morning). I called Mr. Man and he told me where to meet him.

I dropped Lady Bug off at school, then went to meet Mr. Man. I got my stuff from him and was headed to the office. I decided, since I was a little behind schedule that I would come to the office and then go later to the post office. I was also taking a little different route to work because of where I had to meet Mr. Man.

I am stopped at a stop light with one car in front of me. I looked in my rear view mirror to see a woman driving a big SUV at about 35 mph right into the back of my car. I ended up pushing the car in front me into the intersection. It really munched the back of my van, but only a small dent in the front of my car and (thankfully) very little damage to the car I hit. The car that hit me was totaled, she had to get a tow truck. They couldn't even move it out of traffic it was so bad. She hit me hard!

The passenger in the car I hit was a woman who was 8 or 9 months pregnant -- just great! She told me she was on her way to the doctor anyway, but she said she felt ok -- phew!

So the officers take every one's statement and information and then they issue a citation to the woman who hit me -- no surprise there since she was admitting fault from the get go.

As the officer gives me the case number and tells me how to get a report he tells me I can leave the scene now. He also tells me that my day will get better. I told him how it didn't start off great and that if I hadn't forgot everything I would have been at work and missed that whole accident. He looks at me and says:

Everything happens for a reason. Maybe there was a worse accident up the road or maybe you needed to be here so that the pregnant woman didn't get hit harder and injured. A hit like that to their car would have done a lot worse damage than the bump you gave them. So think of yourself as the baby-buffer.

The baby buffer. There ya go. That's me. The baby buffer!!! Hee hee!