As mentioned in a previous post, our vacation fund has needed to be repurposed to fix my DH's car that suddenly had a bunch of critical things wrong.
OK. I came to terms with it even though I'm not very happy about it (obviously).
So, this morning at 5:20 he texts me from work with a lovely picture of the side of his car scraped up and his sideview mirror dangling on a string. Apparently as he was merging onto the highway to go to work this morning, the car in front of him clipped an orange barrel and sent it flying into DH's car. There was nowhere for him to move.
Of course the car who clipped the orange barrel kept right on driving, so it will be on our insurance to fix it - assuming there's any $$ left to pay after our large deductible.
While I'm grateful that it was minor I'm beginning to feel like the universe is out to get me. It apparently just doesn't want me to have any kind of savings as it keeps finding *fun* ways to deplete it.