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Sunday, June 22

It's My Honda and I'll Cry If I Want To

Do you remember the little Honda Civic I was telling you about a couple of weeks ago? The one that just passed 100,000 miles?

The one that we bought when it had only 21 miles on it?

The one that took us to Utah and back and helped us buy a house?

The one that has served us so well and never had any major problems?

Well, we had a problem over the weekend.

Thankfully, we weren't in the car when this happened. It was parked.

But the guy's insurance will cover it, and it should hopefully look brand new sooner rather than later. But the quote for this "little" problem is $4000.00. Yikes! And my little car isn't perfect anymore. I'm trying to breathe through the stress, since we're signing papers to close on the house on Tuesday (and then actually closing on the 30th). I've got too much to think about/worry about/obsess over right now.

Oh yeah, it's been a while since I posted a picture of my kids, so here you go grandparents...

6 people wanted to leave a comment:

Megan and Jon said...: OH Little honda, bless you..
When do you move to Utah.; June 23, 2008 at 3:53 PM
Vickie said...: it was parked and he hit it? explain a bit how that happened...
mom; June 23, 2008 at 4:51 PM
Jessie said...: That was a great blog. It's so funny how emotionally involved you become with your car (especially Civics).
I love the "here you go, grandparents" line. Nice.

We close Wednesday, but take possession the 30th, so we're stressing and obsessing similarly.; June 23, 2008 at 8:08 PM
Kayla said...: TGFI...Thank goodness for insurance! That's too bad. Car stuff isn't fun at all! I was without mine for 2 weeks, so I feel your pain!; June 24, 2008 at 10:37 AM
Romney Family said...: It stinks when our cars get ruined. Thanks goodness the guy that hit is has insurance~what a relief. Your boys are getting so big!!; June 24, 2008 at 1:02 PM
Liz said...: I am sad for you. I hate that it will not be a new car for you anymore. i am glad your family is ok though. More so, I am glad that the person was honest to say they did it!
Liz; June 24, 2008 at 10:14 PM

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