- The transmission in my Hyundai Excel died
- I broke my foot and sprained my ankle
- The rear view window of my hatchback was shattered (darn movie in the park!)
- My car's engine went kaput
- I sliced my finger open and needed 5 stitches
- My car was totalled by an 16 year old repeat offender without car insurance
- I got second degree burns on my feet
After that though things seemed to get better. I would like to thank my mom and my dad for all the financial support through those troubling times. I would like to thank my health insurance, worker's comp, and car insurance for making it all financially possible. Safeco insurance...I still hold a grudge for how you treated me.
Anyway, that wasn't my intent when I began this blog. I just wanted to fill you in on the adventures for today. I have decided that all things are now adventures, life is more exciting that way. Especially because today I got an e-mail from my B.L. asking me if I had a chance to look into something (the rest of the e-mail) but this is the first time I had seen the e-mail. My first reaction was one of severe violence...how can I look into something I knew nothing about? But then I decided that dealing with B.L. is an adventure. Scary, unpredictable, and leaves me crying for my mom...like some kind of whacked out roller coaster.
Again...not my intent. So today I take my car to the mechanic. I don't know why mechanics make me so nervous. Maybe it's because they speak a foreign language and therefore can take advantage of me. Also, I find mechanics difficult to understand when speaking to them on the phone. It's like they are under the car...all the time. They don't bother to enunciate their words, I am left wondering if they have used Mechaniese or if they have just mumbled English. I don't like to ask them to repeat themselves because then they just sound agitated. I made it through my conversation this morning though. I missed something in the beginning, I think it was something like, "As long as you have a car" when I asked if I could drop it off. Either way, it was a snide remark - it was either, "You can drop one off if you have one" or it was, "you can drop it off, but you should probably have a way to leave because we aren't getting to it today." I have a car, either way, so we are fine. I think once we established this we were off to a better conversation. I told him how I changed the battery, oil, transmission fluid, but it was still starting hard, so I wanted them to check the alternator and the spark plugs, oh yeah and I needed to have the serpentine belt changed. I think kind of speaking the language made him like me better. His mood steadily improved as we spoke. I feel good about this now. Now, as long as I keep this up when I drop of the car I can maintain their respect and avoid any unnecessary charges.
I can do this *Breaths deep* I can be an adult - the biggest adventure so far.