ATT00039When people warned me that a Jaguar would spend time in the shop, I didn’t think it’s first trip would be to the body repair shop!  Allow me to set the stage…

I had an appointment for a haircut on Tuesday at 12:30 PM.  Jason was preparing to wash his new car (2004 Tiburon).  I told Jason I had to leave in about ten minutes.  He asked if I wanted him to move my car, and I said yes then went upstairs to change.  When I walked out of the house, the sun was really bright, so I was looking down at the ground all the way to my car, which was now parked in the street at the end of the driveway.  I proceeded to drive to the hair place, and it was only then that I turned back to admire my car that I saw the passenger door chrushed in!  The shock wave that hit me is indescribable as my brain struggled to regain functionality in the memory department.  Why had I not seen this before?  Where did I go yesterday?  Who hit my car?!

Never mind the haircut that wasn’t really what I wanted because I couldn’t focus on what she was asking me, I finally realized the only possible answer to that last question.  It had to have been Jason just moments before.  I drove home in tears ready to scream when I got home, but he wasn’t there.  He had to stop by work for something.  So instead, I went inside and just sobbed.  Then I told my boss I needed to use sick time for the rest of my day (2 hours) and explained the situation.  I was just too shook up to concentrate on work.  ATT00045x

Through some text messages, I discovered that the emergency brake was up, but it must have been in neutral instead of first gear when shut off.  Whatever the case, when Jason went to get the hose, he heard it!  His car rolled down the driveway and into my car!  He has a small scratch on his rear bumper.  Who knows where his car would have ended up if mine hadn’t been there!  Should that be any consolation?

Immediately, I went into the “what if” game and started beating myself up thinking it’s another omen or bad kharma (CAR-ma again).  Maybe I shouldn’t have bought the car after all.  What if those few nay-sayers were right?  Am I going to hear “I told you so” from those people?

Later that same day I had some errands to run.  When I came out of Target, it looked like someone’s orange soda had spilled and was running across the parking lot.  However, this was coming from directly under my car.  Closer inspection showed it to be running in a steady flow from under my car!  Coolant leak.  Oh, what NOW?  Is it possible the impact caused something to crack, or is this some freakish coincidence and totally unrelated?  I did mention this to the claims adjuster when she called.  Again, I get the feeling this will be a known issue with Jags and can hear more “I told you so” comments from the peanut gallery.

You know what?  I will deal with it!  This is a huge pisser for sure, but it WILL be fixed.  Thank God we have insurance!  So I’ll plug my ears and shout, “La la la la la la la la la … I can’t hear you!”  Tell me so all you want.  This car will be beautiful again and running sublimely before our trip to St. Louis in November!  This will not crush my dream.  My spirit … a little, but NOT my dream!

Written by Sheila K

I don't believe humans truly have a purpose. Our goal is to survive until we expire. Period. Joy is pleasurable and worrying is not. Balance in life is crucial; but if the scales must tip, may they tip on the side of joy. I’m just another human trying to survive. I blog because I can and because I enjoy it, not because it serves any purpose.

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