Thanks all of you who have left such lovely comments. Your support is deeply appreciated. So I thought I would give you an update...here's how the rest of my day went.
After waiting for several hours for the adjustor, I called back my insurance. They put me through to a voicemail, and the woman has still not returned my call. It was getting later in the day, and I really needed to be able to leave to get to the airport and rent a car. But, of course, there sat the damaged Honda...
I called B because I couldn't figure out what to do, and she gave me the number to the service guy I used to go to...I should backtrack for a moment. B had her previous car stolen. The guy who stole it really did a number on it. It was recovered, but was totally trashed on the inside - including the steering wheel and column (although her's was still driveable). Anyway, she reminded me that Sammy had been ever so helpful to her.
So after trying the adjustor another time, I called Sammy. He was immediately on the case. He had me call for a tow (which with my roadside assistance is free) to take it to the garage he now works at. He's going to hound the insurance and do an estimate, and maybe, just maybe, have it all done in a week! Gods bless Sammy!
So I called the tow and was told to wait with the car. I sat in the car waiting for the truck...it was just creepy. It's not my house or anything, and as I mentioned before, it was mostly just trash and non-valuables, but they went through everything and ripped the steering wheel off. It just gives me the chills.
When the tow truck got there I was happy, but my happiness soon turned to dismay as the tow truck operator started complaining about the fact that we couldn't steer the car and the wheels were locked, etc. He asked why I hadn't told the dispatch that I didn't have power steering. I could hardly believe this. He was haranguing me for not giving instructions on a call I didn't make! (It went through my roadside assistance.) Besides which, my car did have power steering...once! But without a steering column...
Then I get in his truck with him and he asks me not once, but at least 3 times, if my boyfriend might have done this. What the fuck! I'm feeling gross and violated and now this guy's asking about my personal relationships and the nature of them?! He almost died, I tell thee.
I was never so happy to see a bunch of service guys in my life! And Sammy was as friendly and helpful as ever. I finally made it out to the airport and picked up the rental (which I'm now trying not to worry about since it's being parked on the street, too). Then I headed out to see a movie.
I was really in the mood for The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, but it was sold out. So I went to see Syriana. I have to admit that I just wasn't in a good space for that movie. It's pretty harsh reality, brutally harsh even...and I didn't need brutality tonight. I would recommend it, just not on a day like I've had today.
And now all I want is to curl up and snuggle with someone again...ACK, the old record playing. But there it is.
Tomorrow has to be better. Right?