A Miracle From God?

No, just a blessing in disguise from a drunk frat boy.

A couple of posts ago, I mentioned the damage recently done to my car. It's still driveable, just not quite the ladies-mobile it used to be (although a quick polish of the rims might restore some much needed glean & shine). I was worried that I wouldn't have the money to get it fixed, and my car was going to get devalued drastically. So I talked to my insurance agent, and they gave me some of the greatest news I've heard all year.

I can get it estimated & they'll cut me a check for the difference over the deductable.

Praise Jeebus!

I tried not to work myself up too much, as I'm no claims adjustor, and what I thought was roughly $1k in damage could end up being something like $550. Even though I was already on a mental shopping spree, I tried my best to talk it down so that I wouldn't be disappointed.

Instead, the estimate came in at about $2100. That meant $1600. In my pocket. Instantly.

(ignore the fact that my insurance may or may not go up because of the claim).

HOLY FUCKING SHIT! $1600! I'M SAVED!

The money couldn't have come at a better time. I was already struggling to figure out how I was going to pay off my dentist bill, as well as the numerous parking tickets that were preventing me from registering my car. Problem solved!

Then, just two days ago, my brakes started grinding, making my car sound like a landslide anytime I approached a red light. What would have been a devastating problem last week was easily solved via debit card today.

Of course, between those three expenses, I blew roughly 75% of that money. Add to that a much needed purchase of boxers & t-shirt, plus a couple of splurges here & there, and I'm already down to the last $100, maybe less. But instead of having to freak out about $1500 in expenses, I'm living a bit more comfortably again. Hallelujah!
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A quick FYI...I'll address the diabetes situation in much more detail after Monday. The test has come back & confirmed the diabetes, but I'll go to see my doctor on Monday to talk about it, so I'll know more then. Although my comment was rather flippant, inside...yes, I'm really freaking out about it. This is going to be the hardest thing I'll have to deal with in my life, by far. We're talking about trying to change a lifestyle that's been developed over the last 29 years. But, again, I'll address that more in a few days.

It's Official

I have diabetes.

On a side note, I've deleted part of the last post. I took a private issue & made it public. It might be too late to correct, but there's no point in continuing to keep it public.

Ouch

Things are hurtin around here lately.

Since Saturday, my back has been in a lot of pain. I didn't even do anything to it, at least that I know of. We had some friends in town last weekend and we were cooking some breakfast Saturday morning. Everything was OK until I got up from the table, and I felt my back tighten up. It's hurt like hell since then. It's ok when I'm in one position, but if I go from sitting to standing, or try to adjust when I'm laying down, it hurts really bad. It's been so bad that I've woken Wac up in the middle of the night from yelling out in pain just by turning over. I'm trying to see a doctor, but I just haven't had the time to do it lately. It's slowly getting better, but if I don't see any significant improvement, I may have to bite the bullet and sacrifice a vacation day that I was planning for the day after Thanksgiving just so I can go to the doctor.
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On the walk home from Blockbuster last night, I walked past my car and noticed something new. To preface, parking in Seattle is a premium, and we only have 1 parking spot in the garage for our apartment, which Wac pays an additional amount for. I chose the zone parking route, which means I paid $35 for a 2-year pass that allows me to park on certain streets that have been designated for neighborhood residents. There's a couple streets that still have free parking, but they're a couple blocks away. Everything else is pay-parking from 8am to 6pm. The alternative I chose is probably the cheapest way to go. Sometimes I have problems parking, because even though it's "residents only" after 6pm, there's a handful of people who don't pay attention to that. Most of these people are patrons at a bar next to our building. It gets pretty packed in there from Thurs to Sat, usually full of guys & girls who haven't recovered from the fact that they're not in a sorority or fraternity anymore. Anyways, perhaps a couple of them got into a fight or something, maybe to the point that one of them was pushed into my car. I don't know how else to explain it, because on the passenger side of my car, there's a nice new dent on the side & part of the top of my trunk. It looks like my car got punched by a Transformer. And of course, any repair will mean $500 out of my pocket for the deductible. This is the same reason I never got my car fixed when the roof of my apartment fell on it last year. My car is still driveable, but as it stands, I'm making payments on a car that's becoming less & less valuable, and I can't do anything about it unless I'm able to magically make $500 appear.