RIP Judi's Honda
Man I've got a hell of a headache. I can't tell if it's sinuses or stress. Perhaps some lovely combination of both. The Honda has been in the shop this week for repairs following the accident. Remember how relieved I was that they said it was fixable? Well. They were wrong. When they got in there there was more damage than they were able to see originally and the insurance company has totaled it.
Yup.
We will get a whopping $8,000.
Let's see....when the Bottle Rockets put out Thousand Dollar Car it was 1995.....19 years later....what would it go for?
Fucking A.
So yes, a new furnace and air conditioner, and less than a year later....a CAR.
What the fuck are we going to do?
We'll manage. We'll figure it out.
And you know....it's Judi's car.
Cars are funny things too....inanimate objects but they can represent a lot. When our air conditioning died I was just upset I had to spend money---I had no emotional attachment to the air conditioner or furnace. Remember how sad the boys were when we got rid of our old mini-van? That's kind of how I feel.
We had to go over to the repair place to clean it out. The cute auto repair guy came over to take the license plates off for us and said, "Wohhhh....were you IN IT?" So I guess....no, I don't guess, I KNOW we were very lucky that Ernie just walked away with a painful shoulder and not something worse....
But damn.