Still Shaking

Yesterday I was leaving the club at about 6:30 pm with my son and a coupe of his friends in tow.  I was in a fabulous mood as I had just finished speaking with a good friend, discussing her cd release.  The boys were also pretty excited as they had finished a solid yet competitive squash lesson.

I was pulling out of the parking lot onto the side street.  It was raining and very dark.  No street lights in the middle of the street, so the only illumination came form the traffic lights at either end.  I was stopped trying to make a left hand turn.  There was a huge white hummer blocking my ability to make the turn.  I think she was trying to get into the club parking lot but was waiting for me to pull out, which I could not do because she was in my way.  Eventually she grew tired of waiting, and continued down the street.  So I started to pull out and... immediately slammed on my breaks! (Always make the kids were their seat belts). Some woman in a dark suit was directly in front of my car in the street.  She was apparently crossing the street in the middle of the block and was hidden by the hummer.  I could not see her until my headlights were focused on her.  Thank God, Allah, Buddha and the like that I was able to see her and stop in time. I was going slow and basically sliding out of the parking lot otherwise this could have been disasterous.

Needless to say my heart was in my throat and I was shaking.  Feeling frightening and frankly terrified of what could have happen, I looked at her.  She was screaming at me!  She stood in the street in the dark making wild hand gestures like this whole incident was strictly my fault.  Did I mention she was in a dark suit, in the dark and rain, crossing in the middle of the road into a parking lot??  I sincerely did not know what to do.  I continued to stare until the boys nudged me to move.

This could have been a horrible accident and I am so thankful that the only thing hurt was my nerves.  I am embarrassed that I could not see her and so sorry that I almost hit her.  But is is wrong of me to want her to realize how dangerous her actions were?  And also to realize that standing in the middle of the street yelling at me in the dark is not such a bright idea either?

Dropped the boys off, made dinner, complained to my husband and 3 hours later still could not calm down.  Still feeling off today.  Think I may not drive this weekend.