Social worker v. Mailbox

Thursday night the social worker (MS) came to our home to do the necessary update for our home study. The visit was to be short because other than Eammon becoming a U.S. citizen and us getting a lot older during the endless wait, nothing has changed. I had our water and sewer bill all printed out for her, she did the house tour again, checked our fire alarms, did the home safety check and told me to fax the doctor reports to her once I received them and then we said our goodbye's.

About two minutes later, Eammon and I were in the kitchen when he asked what was that bang? I hadn't heard anything but when we looked out front, the social worker's car was firmly planted into the side of our mailbox. I feel so bad for MS, she was visibly shaken. Eammon (the Brit) knowing exactly what to do offered and made tea, the elixir that cures all injury and stress. I on the other hand called AAA only to find out that there was at least a 2 1/2 hour wait for a tow. So after numerous calls I drove MS to her friend's home which was nearby and I drove home to then receive a call from AAA telling me the wait would now be 3 1/2 - 4 hours which would put it after midnight. So we decided to leave the car kissing the mailbox for the night and deal with it in the morning. Luckily we're at the head of a cul-de-sac so having a car half way out of the driveway was not an issue or a safety problem.

By the light of day, things didn't look any better but it gave MS the opportunity to contact her insurance and locate the best facility to have the repair work done. Around lunch time the tow truck arrived and carted the car away. Luckily no one was injured and cars and mailboxes can be repaired.