Man, have I missed my Malibu! I cannot imagine why it takes the shop an entire week just to fix a little dent and a broken tail light, but that seems to be the norm. Makes you half think they have some sort of deal with the car rental place! Never mind, the insurance paid for the rental.
AND I stuck to my guns with the insurance company insisting that this accident was not my fault, and sure enough, even though they didn't think it would be successful, I got a check to cover the full amount of my deductible. Nice. Especially since the other car once again didn't get a scratch on it!
When the call came, I was just about to leave work, so I hurried right over. I reminded myself not to leave any paperwork in the glove compartment, and to take all the stuff out of the back seat of the rental car. After signing the paperwork and checking out Baby's smooth new backside, I climbed in.
Just like I remembered. The seat fit perfectly. The dials and knobs were in the same familiar places. She steered easily and with just the right amount of response. Ahhhh. In a world of excruciatingly fast paced and continual change, familiarity is such a welcomed occurrence.
Perhaps I am just getting old, but I have come to appreciate a bit of continuity in my life. Even if that continuity is just a familiar car interior. Welcome home, Baby. It's good to have you back. Now I suppose you will be expecting a full tank of gas and a slurp or two of fresh oil!
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