So far, 28 hasn’t panned out to be the best year for me and my care so far.  In the first 8 days of 28 I was in a fender bender (on my birthday to be precise), on day 8 I was pulled over for speeding (totally saw it coming as soon as I came over the hill), and last night the car was bumped by a bar patron backing out of a parallel parking spot.

Now, the dent in the fender popped out on it’s own.  Can’t even see where it was anymore!
I will pay the ticket.  I was wrong.
And, the bump… didn’t do anything to the car.

They say that bad things always happen in threes.  Since they’re all “being taken care of,” let’s hope all three still count!

PJT//