This morning, in a crazy rush to get the car backed out so I could take the garbage cans to the curb, I slammed my passenger side mirror frame into the edge of the garage. The garbage truck was on the street already, and I was in my nightgown, down coat, and slip-on shoes to try to make sure our stuff got out before they got to our house.
You’d think the odd scraping noise I heard as I backed up, in the second or two I had before it happened, would have clued me in that something was wrong. Instead, I thought, “Hmm, that’s an odd noise.”
The good news is that it’s a simple part to replace. The part itself runs around $30-40 unpainted on the internet. We’re going to do some research to see if a nearby
junkyard recycling center has one in stock in my car’s color and year, so that we can skip the paint job. It looks like something I can do myself, but I have a back-up mechanic in case I fail.
The better news is that the mirror itself is fine; it’s just the plastic frame. This means my car is still legal to drive.
In other news, I got to visit with a dear friend on Saturday! We played Rock Band, and we had lots of meat. Sadly, the neo-futurists sold out before we could get there. But, it was an awesome afternoon nonetheless. And then, on Sunday, we had folks over and we played silly games (mostly) and watched reality TV. So, it was a good weekend.