I survived Christmas. You knew that I would.
Unfortunately, my neighbors cars didn't.
Santa brought us a three car hit and run somewhere between midnight and 4am on Christmas night. Christmas! Isn't that supposed to be the time of year when people are extra good and extra considerate?
I woke up and looked out the window to see what the weather looked like on Friday morning and noticed that the neighbor had parked funny. I looked at it for a while trying to figure out why he would have parked at a 45 degree angle. "Neighbor must have been drinking..." I looked out five minutes later and saw three cop cars. "Uh-oh." Neighbor wasn't the one drinking.
But someone else was. A lot. He hit three cars - mine included, then proceeded to park down the street at his house. I hear through the grapevine that he doesn't remember anything. Great. Drunk driver started with my car. Lucky me. But he merely grazed me - I have a couple scrapes and bruises on the bumper. He saved the real gift for my neighbors. Tore the bumper off a pontiac, and hit an SUV hard enough to push it 45 degrees from where it had been parked. They were not happy. Imagine coming outside to get in your car to go to work, only to discover that it was lying in pieces in your driveway. A Christmas miracle!
Right now, the police can't charge anyone, since no one saw it happen and the person that was most likely driving claims to have no memory of the incident. This means that to get cars fixed, we all have to pay deductibles. I won't get mine fixed, because the scrapes aren't worth the deductible. But the scrapes will bug the crap out of me forever. The gift that keeps on giving.
In other Christmas news, I spent 3 awkward hours with my father and brother pretending that we liked each other and actual have relationships with each other. God, I was glad to get out of there. Got to spend some time with grandma, which was the best part of the day. Did I mention that my entire day was alcohol free until I got home? Yup. Alcohol in the afternoon makes me tired. I needed to be on my game all day in order to survive.
My mental state is significantly improved now that Christmas is behind me for another year. Now, if only I could figure out what I'm doing for New Year's Eve...