Shopping, An accident and Mr. Chips

So my friend Anita is having a baby mid July. However earlier this week, she went into heavy contractions is now on mandated bed rest. I told her that I would do whatever I could for her. I know what it's like to be here with no close family around.

Shopping... could I do the stockup for her house? No problem! One of my gifts is shopping!

I was to do it Friday but that didn't happen so Saturday afternoon it was. Off I went with great anticipation of getting everything in short order and delivering it to her.

Shopping went fine... but on the way, as I was rounding a taxi minibus, the person riding in the front passenger seat decided to open her door to get out. Not good! This all happened as I was beside the bus so what I saw was only in my rearview mirror - chunks of my car being driven over by cars behind me and a swinging minibus door.

I thank God that Serge came to my rescue. I had no idea what to do in the case of an accident. The police finally arrived four hours later to measure up the accident and write the report.

It was now after 8pm and the kids were home with nobody. It was a no brain decision to grab Mr. Chips for the second time in as many days. Mr. Chips is the Rwandan McDonald's as per Prince. (Got to love that the guy who opened it is from Dundas ON!) We came home to Prince feeding Beni and Isabella cereal with yogurt. Nice!

As Serge and I reflected on the day... the story of Job came to mind how God told Satan that he could only go so far... that is how life has been feeling these days.

Tomorrow morning, Serge will go to the insurance company to get the form to take to the police to fill out and then back the insurance company to see where our life goes from here. All this in a much too busy week! ARG!!

PS I'm writing this Sunday afternoon. Serge just came home from an end of mourning ceremony. I'm off to deliver the groceries!