The accident/insurance saga continues… Today, the at-fault party’s agent from the October 22nd accident called me and left a message saying that he needed to get a recorded statement from me. One and a half months after the fact! What the heck is this guy doing?! Later, I got a message from him letting me know he’d be out of the office the rest of the week. I didn’t give him a statement and tomorrow, I plan to contact his supervisor and raise hell. This is just ridiculous.
I called a lawyer for a consult and he talked to me, then wished me luck. Apparently, this isn’t worth his time/energy. I’m not sure. Now I am feeling hesitant to call another lawyer. It’s not like there’s big bucks to be made here, but I need help getting my money back from this stupid insurance company, and will probably need help with the subsequent accident. What a mess. Continue reading
Today, the insurance company for the lady who hit me on October 22nd called and tried to tell me that they feel I was equally at fault for the accident because I could had been “more attentive” and “traveling at a safer speed.” I laughed out loud when he told me that. He even went on to ASK me what the speed limit was and how fast I was going. How can you determine my speed was unsafe if you don’t even know what my speed was?! Ridiculous!!
After a good argument with the insurance agent, he said he would have to review the case with his manager and would call me back by the end of the day. And, of course, he did not call me back. So I just finished up a nice little fax for him with all of the reimbursements they owe me as of right now (which is $1,199.40) and kindly let them know I will gladly get a lawyer and also go for lost time and wages if they can’t confirm these reimbursements and give me a date of check issue right away. Continue reading
If there’s one thing I cannot say about my life, it would be that it’s boring. My life is anything from boring. Or ordinary, for that matter. Things just seem to happen to me. Sometimes good, sometimes bad, but often unbelievable.
Yesterday, my brand new Pacifica (you know, the one I got on October 31 after my van was totaled?) was hit by an 18-wheeler. Yes, an 18-wheeler. Un-freaking-believable!!!
We had been out and about after dropping Calista off with our friends, T and G, to go Christmas tree hunting. Skip got a haircut, and then we took the boys shopping. There was a scary free Santa at Wal-Mart that the boys met. They screamed when we put them on his lap. Oops. Afterwards, we met up with Calista again and decided to stop by McDonald’s on the way home. Continue reading
Tonight, after the boys went to bed, Calista, Skip and I piled into our bed with some pillows, pop and popcorn and watch Wall-E. Calista and I had already seen it in the theatre, but Skip hadn’t seen it yet. It is such a cute movie! I love it.
Now Calista is in bed and we are working on cleaning the living room carpet in preparation for putting up our Christmas tree tomorrow! I hope it doens’t rain, as I’d like to get the outside lights put up, too.
Oh, so get this… earlier today, I had a message from the guy at the insurance company of the lady who crashed into our van. He told me that he hadn’t yet looked at the police report, but hoped to get to it today and he would be in touch with me when he had a chance. Continue reading
If you use Internet Exploder — uh, Explorer — please accept my humble apologies. I didn’t realize my new site was seriously screwed up in IE and I spent way too many hours fixing it today. So now, it should be all purdy again, but please, do yourself a favor and switch to FireFox (http://www.mozilla.com/en-US/firefox/) and save yourself a lot of trouble. ;)
Well, now that the boys are sleeping through the night (you heard me, SLEEPING THROUGH THE NIGHT, as in ALL NIGHT LONG! Boot camp worked — yeeeeeee haw!) I swore I’d start going to bed earlier. That means I am going to cut this short and go to bed (is 11:30 pm still considered “early”?). Good night!
It looks like we will be getting a new van this week, thanks to the woman who ran a stop sign and hit us last Wednesday. The boys and I were heading in to town for our daily trip to pick up Calista from Kindergarten. I was doing the speed limit — 50 MPH — as I approached an intersection. The approaching car had a stop sign, but as I got closer, I kept thinking “she’s not stopping…”
Sure enough, she kept going and though I tried to move out of her way, she slammed into me on the passenger side of our van. Continue reading