I Hope My Victory Dance Isn’t Going to Shoot Me in the Foot

The mechanic just came by, appalled by the fact that I’m home and my rig isn’t level, sure that I had said I’d be back tomorrow. I told him it’s fine. Since they’re doing the welding in the morning, it’s not worth getting a truck out to relevel me to sleep. They will make sure I’m level for the weekend. I appreciated the concern for my fridge. If two days off kilter is going to kill it, I’m not sure I want to know. 😀

The work should be done by Monday afternoon and I can hit the road on Tuesday. What I’d like on the Monday is to take Miranda out for fuel and propane so I can make sure she’s running smoothly and I can focus on getting through Richmond on Tuesday.

He said that the appraiser came and looked at the damage and will be back with a cheque. Yes, the appraiser is 100% convinced that the damage was caused by the accident. A lot of whooping has ensued (all my windows are open and there are people outside, so I’m a little embarrassed, but anyway). The adjuster still needs to sign off, but, come on, she’s not going to go against the appraiser, is she?

Now, I just need to confirm if I will need to pay my deductible (which would be reimbursed) and the towing fee (which I would fight). I’m probably celebrating a little too early, but I know I will sleep more easily tonight!

I am really irked that my adjuster at Aviva knew about this yesterday, did not let me know, and was unreachable today. The appraiser has also complained about how hard she is to reach. She knows I’m on a time crunch and have been stressed about this. So I am rather less than impressed with her tonight.