The Honda Pilot is back in the shop, this time the transmission place. This is the one which was rear-ended. Fortunately, the tranny guy is leaning toward the damage occurred as a result of the accident, so as soon as the insurance company agrees, we can go rent another car & they’ll pick up the cost. But in the mean time, it’s catch as catch can.

Then I went to go pay the cell phone bill and got the shock of my life: $911 !! Granted that included the $160 which was “due” a week ago, the $140 “due now” and the $100 in restoration charges but that still left a huge whopping amount unaccounted for.

I won’t over bore you with details. It turns out my youngest created an Instagram account which my kids aren’t allowed to have (long story, it’s a good reason why), then “some girl” contacted him via Instagram, he gave “her” his phone number and they’ve been texting to the tune of 2000 text messages at .20 each because the number is in Canada.

GOOD NEWS: I paid $200 today ( I was already planning on paying $160), TMobile waived all my restoration fees and late charges ($120), aren’t going to charge me a late fee for $150 “due now” if I pay by August 17th, and took the rest (about $500) and split in to interest free 5 monthly payments.

So it’s going to be ugly for the next 5 months and DS14 is going to be scrounging yard work jobs to help pay it off, but it could have been a lot lot worse.

Including the fact that he and i had a conversation about how this is how (usually) teenager (girls) disappear. “Some 15 yo guy” friends them on FB or IG, phone numbers are exchanged. texts happen and before you know it, plans are made to meet in the middle of the night and your kid is gone forever because the “15 yo on the other end” is really some 55 year old pidophil. On top of some stuff that happened at the campout, DS14 has decided I’m not such a stupid, unreasonable mother after all.