I ended last week finding out that something was wrong with my car, so this week was pretty much all about that. Any type of car trouble is stressful for me, and especially when waiting is involved. Also, dealing with insurance companies takes the stress level up just a notch. I am happy to say, I survived it all and so did my car. It is back home, parked nicely in the garage, and this week ended up better than it began.
It all started on Monday after the tow truck took my car away. I have watched it leave here on the back of a tow truck once before and both times have made me sad. This time in addition to sadness, I was a little bit worried. We had no clue what was wrong with it only that it might possibly be a big deal. And on top of that, I was a little concerned that perhaps I had paid a bit much to have it towed to Memphis. “We have road side,” I told the guy, “the insurance company is supposed to pay me back,” he said nothing as he called my credit card number in. I was pretty much talking to myself. And now I waited.
Tuesday I got the call with the list of things that were wrong with my car. I told them to fix the most obvious since that was the main reason it was there after all. It would be a couple of days, and let me just say getting someone on the phone about any of this was annoying enough. By the end of the week, the operator at the shop knew who I was immediately. Okay, so several things need to be fixed, yup, I figured. It is always that way, isn’t it?
Wednesday, I found out that the insurance was not going to cover the full price of the tow. I was annoyed but not as annoyed as my guy. This was when my tear ducts got cleaned out, but this is also a very common reaction for me. (I cried when I couldn’t find the fruit pectin that time I made jelly. I also cry every time I watch the Price is Right. Yeah, I can get emotional.) Anyway, because of my heightened emotional state, I told my guy I wasn’t going to be able to argue any more money out of the insurance company. He was gonna have to do it, but this meant we might be looking for a new provider. I was worried.
Thursday morning, I got a call from my guy telling me that he nicely spoke to the Insurance company, and after telling them that they needed to do better than they had done, he informed me that I could go down and pick up our check for the full amount of the tow. Yay! Things were looking up. My car was ready that day also, and it was just a bit less than I thought is would be. And since we were going to Memphis, we might as well turn it into a nice night out with dinner and drinks. It all ended just fine. Except, I still have a few things to get taken car of with my car, but it is diving and I have some time to find a mechanic and work the repairs out.
Today, so far has been great. I slept in, woke up to coffee, and started grading papers – I am close to being done. Then I made it to the gym for perhaps my best lower body work-out yet. And I don’t really have much else to do the rest of today except finish grading papers and make dinner. See, it all ended up just fine. I pretty much knew that it would, I just tend to over think things more than I should.
So that was my week in car trouble, 650 words plus, how was yours? To those of you who made it the whole way to the end, thanks for reading.
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