So, now I have proof I’m not just paranoid: there is a fresh dent in the back right side of my husband’s Honda Accord, as of half an hour ago.
I feel like I’ve written so stinkin’ much about bad drivers lately, so I both apologize and thank you sincerely for sticking with me. Now, thanks to a college girl in a white pickup truck who didn’t look before she backed up, I’m writing about it again.
Fortunately, it doesn’t look too bad and no one was injured. And, thanks to Aloof Pickup Girl’s insured father, we shouldn’t have too much to pay, right? In all these years of bad drivers, I haven’t had too much experience with actually having to use insurance, so we’ll see how that goes in real life.
Now that my love has set the claims process in motion, and has set up a meeting to assess the poor Honda’s damage, we are going to proceed with our initial plan for tonight: food and relaxation!