The insurance company has just called and made me a new offer for the EX. An offer I am very fond of. (really, I didn't call for two weeks because I didn't want to deal with it, and lost the phone number. It wasn't like I was playing hardball or something.)
So, you know, you were my first, and I loved you, and we had so many good times together, and and and...
But nothing says "I love you" like cold hard cash. Well, ok, porn. Normally I say "nothing says I love you like porn." But that would not do in this case. Perhaps had I thought of it, I should have stuffed your gas tank with porn before they took you away. Next time.
This takes a lot of the pressure off, and hopefully, with two more chiro visits, I'll be in the clear and ready to close all this up by the end of the month. Then, THEN I will be looking for a cheap SV. Possibly an F4. We'll see.