WTF??

This has been a crazy week. Hoping that it is over and good things are to come. Husband did something totally stupid...and it is causing me problems. We are going to have to sell the house in League City. Hopefully we can sell it. I love that house. I know....it is just a house...maybe I will have another one, one of these days. So...I can part with it. Doesn't make me happy....but I can part with it. Have to get all my stuff out of it. I am a pack rat. Not looking forward to moving all my shit! I still have clothes, furniture, dishes, scrapbooking supplies, Halloween decorations (my favorite holiday), and Christmas stuff. I am not even taking everything....I see a garage sale in my future!!
Today, I was on my way to the compound...and I had a fender bender. The guy I hit was a total douche bag....some street racer punk in a too fast too furious type car! OMG!! We were stopping at a light on 290. My foot slipped off of the brake and I barely hit him. He gets out...looks at the damage (a 2 inch scratch), shakes his head at me, and gets on the phone. I try to move....to get out of the way of traffic. He steps in front of my car and tells me not to move. Like, I am going to flee the scene. He finally gives me the nod that it is okay to move. I asked him if he called the cops and he said yes. Then he comes back over and asks me for my info. F*ck you! You called the cops, we will wait for them. Yes, I am fully aware that I am going to get a ticket. But this guy was an ass. We could have exchanged info and been back on the road within 15 minutes of the ordeal. Noooo, he has to involve the cops. The cop finally gets there.....45 minutes later. He was really nice. Said it was unfortunate, but he was going to have to give me a ticket. Asked if anyone was hurt....are you kidding me? We were going less than 5 miles per hour. No, no one is hurt. The dude has a 2 inch scratch on his car! A two inch scratch...that is going to cost me $300 in a traffic fine and no telling what on my insurance. UGH! Stupid douche!