Heck of a Coincidentally Timed Reminder

There aren't that many times during which I approach my car from the back end, mostly because I back my car into a parking space where I live, and the way I walk to the car out the door of the school building leads me to the front end. So imagine my surprise when yesterday, as I walked to the car to drive Mom home after a Communion breakfast, I noticed that the nameplate was missing from the trunk.

Now, I'm trying to tell myself it just fell off. It might have been glued back on after repairs from the accident almost exactly three years ago--I know there was a lot of work to the brake lights and one of the panels, but I don't know if the whole trunk-release issue meant something was done to the trunk itself.

I really hope it wasn't stolen. It was a rough winter, so maybe that just loosened the glue. In any event, I made an offer for a salvaged nameplate on eBay, and the seller accepted it. After it arrives, I'll sweet talk my whiz kid mechanic into installing it.

What a crazy thing to happen. I mean, the accident itself was crazy, and then here it is, almost exactly three years later, and I have to fix something again.

I'm glad it's just something super-cosmetic this time around.