So what's new with me?
Last time we talked I was gushing over my new solution to having a doorless doorway. It is still looking good ane keeping things cool and I have even switched out the runners just for kicks. Non stop madness up in here!
Two weeks ago I was involved in an accident during rush hour on the Southeastern Expressway. I was rear ended by a man in a SUV who was too busy talking on his cell phone to bother to stop and the impact forced my car under the SUV in front of me. Charming! Luckily nobody was hurt but dealing wth the aftermath has been an endless freaking headache. For instance, did you know that in Massachusetts all a guilty party has to do is not talk to their insurance company in order to avoid being found at fault in a timely fashion? It's true. The guy who hit me has been "unreachable" by his insurance company and my own so as a result I had to pay my deductible AND for my rental that I needed for two weeks while my car was being worked on. So already I am out $800 for an accident that wasn't even my fault. Not to mention I went to the doctor right after the accident since I hit my head pretty hard on my seat and just wanted to get checked out and now my health insurance has kicked back that bill to me so I have even more paperwork to fill out. It has gotten to the point that I hate answering my phone when it's a number I don't recognize because it involves me dragging out my "accident binder" (that I had to create to track all this everloving paperwork) and go through everything that has happened, claim numbers, member IDs etc that I have already given out 100 times all because some asshole in his company car was too busy chatting on his phone to see the line of stopped cars in front of him. And when I call my insurance company they basically have no update and are like " If you want info call HIS insurance company, dont call us". Why the christ do I pay you every month? So you can just cut me a check and then ignore me? Does my monthly payment not cover any kind of customer service? It is MADDENING.
Whew, I feel much better having vented about that. Like my mom said. The important thing is no one was hurt, everything else is just money. And truth be told there is a silver lining. I just got my car back from the shop and after getting new bumpers, a new hood and a new grill she looks like a brand new car! SO everything in perspective I suppose.
In other news. about half of the tenants in our building have moved out and as a result our place is so QUIET. It is amazing how used to other people's noise you get so that it becomes just part of the background. It's almost creepily quiet. But I do like being able to turn the TV up somewhat loud late to accomodate my deaf ass without having to worry about the people downstairs. We renewed our lease until the beginning of April. Right now we are kind of in a holding pattern as to what our next step is. We have a few options we're mulling over:
1) My parents have applied for Peace Corps and if they get in, we will certainly want to move into their place and keep an eye on it in their absence as well as save some money. We won't know if that scenario is a go though for a few more months. And to be honest they are having a tough time with their application processbecasue their Peace Corps rep is the least helpful guy ever. I have read the emails he has sent to them and I am amazed people who want to sign up for a great program such as this and donate two years of their lives are treated in such a way just because they don't necessarily have a ton of volunteer experience. Ridiculous.
2) We also toy with moving into the city for a year just for kicks before we are forced to settle down. I've always secretly wanted to live in the Porter Square area. And while I thought I got my city living fix when I was 18 and had an apartment in Egleston Square with a bunch of other City-Yearers, I still find myself wondering.
3)Or we may just buy a place come next spring. Who knows? We keep vacillating on what we want. This is the time in our lives to do what we want while we can so we're taking advantage of it.
Lastly, I leave you with this. I attended quite a few parties over the weekend and all of them were held mostly outdoors. As a result I obtained quite a few bug bites since bugs love me and my skin is apparently resistent to all bug sprays. What seemed at first like just a few bug bites on Sunday manifested itself as a treacherous amount on Monday. Literally my feet and legs are COVERED in what I assumed were little mosquioto bites. This is what comes of drinking in the woods I suppose. Then I saw my mom on Monday night who informed me "Oh those aren't mosquito bites, those are flea bites".
Could I be more charming?
And if you know me at all, you know I couldn't keep something like this to myself. I'm covered in flea bites! Apparently people are sick of hearing about it though because I came in today and found this on my keyboard. FINE. I''ll shut up about it.
If you are strong of stomach you can see what I am talking about here. Why have a blog if you can't post disgusting pictures of your feet?
So I suppose Adam is no longer lying when he calls me (lovingly of course) a flea bitten old bag.
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
So what's new with me?