ugh. mojo.Friday - morning started off spectacularly: as has been happening too often over the last year, while I was on my way to a service call in West Central IL, my wife put a car into a power pole about 25 miles from our house . Broke at least 4 ribs, and a slight compression fracture in her neck, but nothing terribly serious. What is the kicker: it was a rental vehicle. An Infinity SUV that the rental agency so graciously allowed her to rent while our humble Dodge Journey was in the shop, getting repairs from a "minor incident" she had a month ago . She insists she signed up for the extra insurance on the rental, but we have not yet located our copy of the rental agreement, and the agent at the rental office says that she did not take out the extra insurance ...I spent the rest of the day with her at the hospital, save for going to the body shop where the car was towed to, and being able to restrain myself from having a fucking nervous breakdown, stroke, and cardiac arrest at the same time. At least my wife didn't kill herself or somebody else, but she IS gonna eventually kill me. In any event, she won't be driving again as long as I have any say so.
Couldn't have happened at a better time, as we are scheduled to be out of this house and to the new apartment permanently next week - if our closing doesn't get fucked up by any timely legal action if this rental vehicle isn't covered. Either way, looks like I'll be bankrupt soon, so I've got that going for me.
Sorry for the rant.
Saturday - Cleaned up the house a bit. Daughter and her BF came over to go through some of her stuff; was nice seeing them. Wife got discharged and I brought her home and kept an eye on her. Watched Olympics in a brain fog.
Sunday - More of the same from yesterday. Got everything to do and nothing accomplished, but looks like my boss is gonna give his blessings to being on an unscheduled vacation this week and next, so that buys me some time.
First run in 7 months (due to plantar fasciitis).
Friday - morning started off spectacularly: as has been happening too often over the last year, while I was on my way to a service call in West Central IL, my wife put a car into a power pole about 25 miles from our house . Broke at least 4 ribs, and a slight compression fracture in her neck, but nothing terribly serious. What is the kicker: it was a rental vehicle. An Infinity SUV that the rental agency so graciously allowed her to rent while our humble Dodge Journey was in the shop, getting repairs from a "minor incident" she had a month ago . She insists she signed up for the extra insurance on the rental, but we have not yet located our copy of the rental agreement, and the agent at the rental office says that she did not take out the extra insurance ...I spent the rest of the day with her at the hospital, save for going to the body shop where the car was towed to, and being able to restrain myself from having a fucking nervous breakdown, stroke, and cardiac arrest at the same time. At least my wife didn't kill herself or somebody else, but she IS gonna eventually kill me. In any event, she won't be driving again as long as I have any say so.
Couldn't have happened at a better time, as we are scheduled to be out of this house and to the new apartment permanently next week - if our closing doesn't get fucked up by any timely legal action if this rental vehicle isn't covered. Either way, looks like I'll be bankrupt soon, so I've got that going for me.
Sorry for the rant.
Saturday - Cleaned up the house a bit. Daughter and her BF came over to go through some of her stuff; was nice seeing them. Wife got discharged and I brought her home and kept an eye on her. Watched Olympics in a brain fog.
Sunday - More of the same from yesterday. Got everything to do and nothing accomplished, but looks like my boss is gonna give his blessings to being on an unscheduled vacation this week and next, so that buys me some time.