More fun on the home front

Five days a week, I drive 50 miles to work and then 50 miles back. Last night, I got to 44 when someone decided it would be a great idea to make a left turn across the highway in front of me once I was too close to miss him.

Good news: his insurance is paying for my rental car while an assessor is deciding whether or not repairing my regular vehicle will cost more than its book value. Bad news: based on the damage I saw, I figure the odds are that they’ll just declare it totaled and cut me a check for what they decide it’s worth.

Since I just got back from China (and then had to replace my laptop), my ‘emergency’ fund is quite a bit lighter than usual. In fact, I already was going to be watching my expenses till the next paycheck, since my first on returning to the States was only a partial and it’ll be another ten days before I draw a full one. I’ve been in worse shape — probably won’t even have to borrow any money from my wife or brother to make it through — but it’s one more annoyance.

I seem to be dealing with a lot of annoyances lately. I suspect it’s because I don’t want to let myself consider them to be any worse than that. Am I keeping my head level, or denying the truth? Right now, I don’t actually care as long as I can keep on going.