2019 Life Logs, Day 37: T-Boned (sort of)
Date: Wednesday, February 6, 2019
Weather: Sunny, Cooling Down; High 46, Low 32 degrees F
Location: At Home in The Cottage, East Falmouth, MA

Today I got t-boned . . . and I’m not talking about a steak. I pulled into the drive-way between Dunkin’ Donuts and the gym I go to, slowed down to pull into a parking spot to my right and was naturally looking in that direction. Then I saw something moving to my left, and before I could react, a van that was backing out of a Dunkin’ parking space was inches from my driver’s side door. I laid on the horn, to no avail, and watched in horror as the van just kept coming. No one was hurt and the van didn’t have a scratch. But my driver’s side door was quite caved in. The door still works, but it will be getting repaired starting on Friday. I called the police to see what you are supposed to do in a case like this and they sent an officer who gave the other gentleman a verbal warning about being more careful when backing out of a parking spot. He had us exchange information, said to contact our insurance companies, and that was that. I went to the gym to do my daily biking stint and then came home and spent a bit of time making the claim. If memory serves me right, this is the first accident I’ve had since I was 16, and I really wasn’t sure if I wanted to make the claim. But my insurance has a clause that releases me from any deductible if I am not at fault. And, according to the insurance agent, if you are backed into, it is automatically the other driver’s fault. So hopefully she’s right and this all works out.

Otherwise, this was a calm day. I had an appointment with my primary care physician this morning to get his release so I can have knee surgery. Since I had a full physical in August, he really didn’t have to do anything today. Instead, we talked about politics. He brought up last night’s State of the Union which led to an interesting conversation. I then had a mid-day appointment at home with a realtor. Shirley, the woman who owns the cottage, had a realtor come assess the property in case she decides to sell it. I precipitated this during a visit to Shirley last week by asking if she would be interested in selling. I love living here and might be interested in buying. The hesitation is that the house is in the flood zone which requires expensive flood insurance that I might not be able to afford. So, this is just an exploration. We’ll see where it leads.

2019 Life Logs, Day 38: Success
2019 Life Logs, Day 36: The Beautiful Sea of White