ASSESSED

**Warning: wreck talk. Tune out if that bores you (coughMomcough).

Steve the Damage Assessment Man called me this morning.

The Good News: it's totaled.
The Great News: they are giving me more than I expected to receive for the car. Much, much more.

This is huge. Y'all know how much I hate that car. And my insurance company, my wonderful amazing insurance company, wants to buy it from me, bless their hearts.

All I can say is good thing it wasn't drivable. Because if they drove it to see what a POS it is, I'm sure they'd be making me pay them to take it. In fact I almost asked Steve to make sure he was assessing the correct car.

So that's a huuuuge weight off my shoulders. Even though I still have to buy a new car, I will do a lot better than I was expecting to do. I thought I was going to have to go buy a bike and helmet.

So, I am going Saturday morning to collect every single last thing out of the car and bid it a farewell. I anticipate that being kind of emotional. I hate that car but I have had some good memories with it.

I hate to say it, but I am coming out very on top in this situation. Talk about a blessing in disguise. Non-injurious wrecks are the way to go, y'all. What a surprise.

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Speaking of surprises, let's address yesterday's post really quickly: for those of you who did not have the pleasure of attending my high school, you should know that the woman that gives Joe Jonas his diploma in that video taught World History to me and about 1/3 of this blog's readers (yes, I know you read this). But talk about moving up in the world! You go, Miss Kemp.