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A Series of Unfortunate Events

We borrowed out our van to a friend. She drove it to Salt Lake where it broke down. It is still there. We had to call a tow company to take it to a repair shop but our insurance only covered 5 miles and the nearest place is 7. So we will be getting an over-charge bill from Geico. We have never made a claim with Geico. The automatic online claim application denied us. So we had to call Geico and talk to a live warm body to get coverage on 5 miles. Keeping in mind that we have been Geico customers for 9 years and never made a claim, I think it would have been nice had they just covered those two extra miles. (Randy has been a customer for a really long time I was added to his policy almost 5 years ago.) The tow company never called to confirm that they had dropped off the van, the mechanic didn't call to tell us they had got the van. When we called during lunch today the mechanic said they had it, run diagnostic on it and don't know what is wrong with it but it is most likely the transmission.
   All the while, Randy's phone stopped working in the middle of trying to get everything organized. So he was using my phone. (Maybe that is why no one called to tell us the van was deposited, they didn't know what number to use but I doubt it.)
   We are also helping move Randy's parents this weekend. We are bringing a trailer and our truck for the majority of the stuff. There were more phone calls to be made but didn't happen because there was a point in time where neither of our phones were working.
   The saying "When it rains, it pours" comes to mind right now as it is pouring rain in Price. But the good news is, I get to have a fun weekend without my kids and I am so excited. :) Not that I don't love my kids its just nice to not have to pack them up and worry about where they are or how they are doing. I get to pass the responsibility to someone else for a few brief glorious days. Regardless of what I am doing (moving) I am looking forward to it.

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