Today was one of those days.
On my commute to work Rachel and I were discussing Thanksgiving and the pursuit of perfecting mashed potatoes. In an instant traffic stopped, leaving me with a second too little time to come to a complete stop. Bang. Crash. Boom. The gentleman I hit was Korean and barely spoke English. We exchanged information and waited for his Uncle to get there to help with the language barrier. Honestly, his care looked fine besides a few scuffs on the bumper. My car had a smallish ding, but honestly nothing I was too worried about.
Apparently I should have been worried. We took it in to an auto body place and they told us it's totaled. Just like that. I've had the car for a little over a year and now suddenly we're back to a one car family. Part of me is really upset. I've had the car for a little over a year and was hoping on getting a lot more mileage out of it. But part of me sees this as an opportunity to cut back.
Being a one car family means less insurance, less gas, less emissions. There will be a little bit of juggling in terms of schedules between Paul and I, but I think this is something we'll be able to do, at least for the rest of the semester provided nothing crazy happens with either of our jobs and lives. We can do this. And we will make lemonade no matter how sorrow the lemons seem. Ultimately what really matters is that we're okay- Anthony, Rachel, the other driver, and I all walked away without a scratch. We are blessed to be safe and healthy and to have a second car and schedules that will allow for a great deal of carpooling.
So take that life.