The First Ride’s Always Free

I got a big long crack in my windshield. Much like Ava’s experience, I have absolutely no idea how it got there. We have comprehensive glass coverage on our cars, but I wanted to make sure it was really cracked before I called the insurance company. I wanted the window replaced, not “fixed” with epoxy. You want to know why? It’s so lazy really. The inside of the windshield is all streaky and it’s too hard to clean it well. I figured, what the hell, let them replace it and then I don’t have to clean it. An excellent theory I wish I could instate for the laundry.

So the glass guy came out on Friday last week after I deemed the 18 inch crack was no longer eligible for repair.  Tada!  A new, streak free windshield.

Here’s the bummer: the smell of the glue is so strong that I’m sure I’m getting high from it. If I get pulled over they’re going to arrest me and give me a DWI. It’s too damn cold to open the windows and air it out, so I just keep breathing it in.  It’s been 6 days now, and it is better than it was, but sheesh.

I’m considering selling rides around the block. 

At least it makes the traffic a little more tolerable.  The stop lights are so pretty when they swirl like that.