The Subaru is totalled. Now we wait to see how much the insurance company will pay for it. Then we (read the Rock Star) will shop for a new one. In the meantime we are a one car fam. A very small car. Even though we’re a small fam (3 peeps), it doesn’t seem like enuf. As luck would have it, after months of working a contract where he took the bus, the Rock Star recently started one where he needs to drive. Or be driven, as is now the case. I need the car for dog visits and other stuff. I don’t mind. It’s just a bit more planning than, deciding who gets what car on the fly, which is how we used to do it. Plus, I don’t like driving the the Boy in the Ford. It’s a great little car, but the Suby was bigger and heavier and it felt like there was more protection in case of a crash. If the Ford got smashed with us in it, I don’t think the outcome would be so good. So yeah, car shopping. Fun.