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Attention Universe: I would appreciate a little less stress in my life, if at all possible. Thank you in advance.
I really need to stop going places where they're watching the Weather Channel, where they're flashing information on number of Alabamans killed and number of homes obliterated; I don't like squinting at footage of debris to see if that debris is the same color as my Mom's paint job. I just want to see one little report saying, "But this lovely yellow beach house has been meticulously constructed, and has miraculously come away without a scratch." That would do wonders.
Meanwhile, I spoke to two different car-related businesses over the last 24 hours. One was the auto body shop, whose owner spent 10 minutes babbling like the pet shop owner in the parrot sketch before finally answering my question: sometime next week, maybe. The other was the car rental joint, who rang me up to inform me that the insurance company, bless their hearts, is discontinuing payment of my rental vehicle, starting today. Swellsie-pie.
This is just scratching the surface in the Great American Stress Pageant that we've been subjecting ourselves to. All will be well, I know, but right now... Gahhh... *bites corner off the computer desk*
I really need to stop going places where they're watching the Weather Channel, where they're flashing information on number of Alabamans killed and number of homes obliterated; I don't like squinting at footage of debris to see if that debris is the same color as my Mom's paint job. I just want to see one little report saying, "But this lovely yellow beach house has been meticulously constructed, and has miraculously come away without a scratch." That would do wonders.
Meanwhile, I spoke to two different car-related businesses over the last 24 hours. One was the auto body shop, whose owner spent 10 minutes babbling like the pet shop owner in the parrot sketch before finally answering my question: sometime next week, maybe. The other was the car rental joint, who rang me up to inform me that the insurance company, bless their hearts, is discontinuing payment of my rental vehicle, starting today. Swellsie-pie.
This is just scratching the surface in the Great American Stress Pageant that we've been subjecting ourselves to. All will be well, I know, but right now... Gahhh... *bites corner off the computer desk*
