This morning we were celebrating Michael’s completion of his
3rd class this month which meant that he would meet the deadline for
student teaching in January. He has been working like crazy for the past few
months in order to get it all done and his school counselors didn’t think it
was possible. But he proved them wrong with the help of God and we are so
excited for him!
We were sitting on the couch and he was working on his
student teaching resume when there was a loud crash and the entire house shook.
We were startled and looked at each other and around the room (even James) to
see if it was something inside that caused the commotion. The city has been
doing road work outside so we just figured it was something to do with that.
Michael just shrugged it off and James went back to playing. I just didn’t feel
easy and tried to peek out the windows. I couldn’t see anything on the road and
was about to shrug it off as well when I heard more loud, metallic clanging and
an engine revving.
I opened the front door and that’s when I saw it. Our
neighbor’s teenage son’s red sports car was in our yard with the chain link
fence caught over the top. He was trying to reverse the car back under the
fence, uphill and not scratch the paint any more than it already had been. Michael and I ran out to find out what had
happened and to help the poor kid.
It turns out that the night before our neighbor had moved
his son’s car to get his out of the driveway and when he parked it he left it
in gear (it’s a manual transmission). The son was unaware it was in gear and
this morning while getting ready for school he used his remote start. He was in
his house at the time and was just as confused at the loud crash as we were.
The car had gone perfectly between the posts in our fence and
hit the corner of our house. As far as we know right now there is only cosmetic
damage to the vinyl siding, but we will know for sure tomorrow. Their insurance
is paying for a professional to inspect the structural integrity of the house
since the entire house shook and it is a modular home (it’s just resting and attached to the
foundation unlike a stick built which is built in to the foundation.)
After everything Michael turned to me and said, “I feel like
I should be very upset and angry, but all I really want to do is laugh!” I
nodded in agreement. I might have said more to him but I haven’t had a voice in
a week. (I hate being sick. :P)
p.s. we weren't able to get the insurance company on the phone this morning so we drove down to their office and on the way we saw 5 red gas containers fly off the trailer of a yard work truck in the middle of an intersection. Fortunately, they all slide into the gutter and a couple of other cars stopped to pick them up and put them on the sidewalk. It was an eventful day to say the least...
p.s. we weren't able to get the insurance company on the phone this morning so we drove down to their office and on the way we saw 5 red gas containers fly off the trailer of a yard work truck in the middle of an intersection. Fortunately, they all slide into the gutter and a couple of other cars stopped to pick them up and put them on the sidewalk. It was an eventful day to say the least...
Update- Our neighbor came over this evening to let us know
that his friend, Dennis, was going to come over tomorrow to look at the damage
to our house. I asked if he had my husband’s cell number and he said, “No, I
don’t but Dennis already has it.” I was very confused. I know Michael hadn’t
talked to anyone named Dennis so how could he possibly have his number? I asked
what company Dennis worked for, he didn’t know but he was very confident in his
friend. Michael and I have been a little nervous about it because if your
neighbor had his way they would just replace the siding and not report it to
the insurance. So for an unknown friend from an unknown company to come over to
inspect the house made us understandable nervous.
A little while later I got a phone call from an unknown
number. Since I have no voice and didn’t know who it was, I didn’t answer. I
listened to the message later and it was our ward Bishop. Our neighbor, who is
not LDS, had gone over to see him about the accident and asked if he would look
at the damage. It was then that it dawned on me, our Bishop’s first name is
Dennis, he lives across the street, his job is to inspect buildings for damage
that have been reported to insurance companies. Our neighbor asked him to check
things out for us. Once I realized all of that, I called Michael and we are infinitely
more comfortable whatever the outcome. Huge Blessing!
