Fender Bender Hell!!

Cars go bump!

Is all of this really necessary?  We were recently involved in a minor fender bender on a weekend road trip. Two cars, went BUMP…. nobody got hurt and the sun kept on shining. I’m talking about an Honest Abe accident. Here it is 10 days later and you wouldn’t believe the phone calls, the questions, the forms, the pure hassle just to get this incident settled.

I’m wondering if that’s why insurance premiums in general cost a whopping bundle. Too many cooks in the kitchen can spoil a good pot of soup. It’s like a tangled web out there in the auto insurance world.

It’s almost like having an accident makes a person an instant criminal. There are questions and more questions, raised eyebrows, hmmm’s, and then paperwork. And then there’s a knock on the door from the guy in the black cape and helmet, oh yea, with his lightsaber. We are here for you, COME WITH US!

“Uh yes, sir, I was involved in a fender bender, sir. (Actually, it was Dear Husband who was driving.)”

“Do you need anything beside my email address, perhaps a map of my DNA?”

And now, you must pay for what you have done!

Listen up people, I’m a middle-aged Mom raising 10 year old twins, what more can anyone possibly do to me?  Those wranglers have made me tough as nails. My brain is as fragmented as my old hard drive, my nerves are as wracked as twisted steel, and sanity, well that’s a thing of the past. So bring on the questions, light sabers, everything you got, cause Mommies In Orbit is ready for you.

My brain needs a fix!