They're Breakin' Me Down.

My next car will be high-flippin'-lighter yellow.


For real, yo.

Someone hit my car AGAIN.

I swear, it's the color.
"I didn't see it!"
The official color name is "Quartz." Let's just say it's the color of pavement, which is apparently why nobody freakin' sees me, and they run into my poor little car.

Happened last night at a gas station. Guy backs up his pickup truck with some kind of wheelchair lift attachment thing on the back of it---right into the front side of my car.
Yippy.
Then the hiney hole, in his paint-falling-off-it beater truck has the nerve to say, "Well, I hope you have INSURANCE!"
"Sir, you just hit my Jaguar. I assure you, I have insurance. Do YOU have insurance!!!???"
{snotty, yes, I know. But screw him. He was ugly-talking...}

And, I was still pissed about the fact that I couldn't open my door b/c it won't open more than about 2 or 3 inches, and I had to climb out on the other side. Tool.

Here's my poor little beater car this morning...


I drove the car home because I thought it was fine. Hubby informed me upon my arrival last night, that NO, I should not have driven it because the tire is rubbing on something underneath. Lovely.

But...luckily, the insurance company has gotten me into a rental today so that I can go to work later. It's a Kia Rondo:

So, it's not a station wagon...but it's not a mini-van or SUV. What the hell is it? I dunno.
But...I have to admit---I'm not hating it. It's roomy inside. I can see out of all the windows and everything seems to be within my reach {yes, when you are barely 5 feet tall, these really are things that you pay attention to...}.

So, they'll be towing my little car away on Monday & get to work on fixing it.
Good times.

When I got home last night, I was just so.frazzled.
The roof.
The car.
Hubby's been sick.
I have a paper due Monday.
I had to work late on Friday night.
I have an extra shift to work this weekend.
Ugh.

On the up side...
My house was clean when I got home.
All the laundry was done.
The sheets were crisp & clean. The bed was made.
The house smelled lovely & so fresh.
Pizza was ordered for dinner.
I got to lay in bed & watch Grey's Anatomy, and then Private Practice, and then Melrose Place, all while sipping hot chocolate.
I was definitely well loved, right!?
Hubby was so sweet to just let me unwind & de-frazzle myself.
You know....after he laughed his ass off at our recent run of luck.

Ah...Life is Just Soooooo Daily.