I did something stupid today. We went into the parking garage and I turned into a parking spot. As I did so, I hit the big yellow pole on the side of me. The car is a little scratched. And I burst into tears. I felt like crap. I'm mostly better now but poor D., having to put up with me and my hysterical crying.

I have to stop hitting big yellow things. And I have to stop being so emotional. Sometimes at least.

And yes, we're all ok. It wasn't as bad as all that. I can say that now.

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