I got home from Chicago yesterday just in time to go out to our favorite Indian restaurant to celebrate our 20th wedding anniversary and get hit by a teenage girl in a Rav 4 on our way home. I swear I'm a magnet for giant SUV's to sideswipe me. It seemed it should be pretty straight forward, I was going straight through an intersection and the girl turned left right into me. But some crazy woman who claimed to be a witness yet told me she wasn't sure what she saw stood around in the cold for 1/2 an hour so she could tell the cops I had run a red light. Well, I hadn't run a red light and the teenage girl's story backed up mine so the cop didn't give me a ticket but still, how aggravating to be the victim then be victimized again by some stranger who had nothing to do with it and even admitted she didn't know what she saw. The teenager got the ticket and the cop insisted I didn't need to collect her insurance info. I asked him twice about it because that didn't seem right but he said my insurance company would deal with their insurance company. Unfortunately this turned out to be untrue and I spent the morning tracking down the insurance info. from the police department. Now I get to hope that her insurance company doesn't try to screw me over. At least no one was seriously hurt. I'm banged up a little and I'm having trouble bending my knee and it's sore to the touch on the bone but I'm hoping with ice and a little time it'll be o.k. I'm hoping to schedule an appointment with the chiropractor because my back and neck are a bit tweaked but I need to get the insurance stuff sorted out first.
Poor car, I just paid it off in May, I'm hoping they fix it. I doubt we'll get a loan for a new car based on Jonny's salary alone. Not sure what I'm going to do about the trial this weekend, was hoping to crate in the car but I don't think Strum's crate will fit in the Subaru sedan and I can't crate him unattended in the arena because he'll go off his head. I'm hoping I can talk the insurance company into renting me a larger vehicle but I'm not holding my breath. Maybe I don't work 6 classes like I usually do and work with him being quiet in his crate instead but that sounds like an exhausting weekend for both of us. Ah well, I'll work something out, even if it means he sits in the car in his seat belt harness all weekend. I suppose I won't soon forget our 20th wedding anniversary.