Got the SUV back, and except that the back gate won't latch by itself (probably jostled in the accident and they didn't catch it) for now I'm just shoving it closed. I have an idea that it can be fixed without losing another week in the repair shop.

This was a luxury Infiniti car dealer that did the repair, and I sat outside on a bench waiting for it to pull forward, talking to a woman awaiting her pristine Lexus (the car wash at Infiniti dealership is faster than at the Lexus lot across the street, apparently). She commented "whoa, listen to this one. . . " as mine sat there rattling, and then she looked at me and realized it was mine. "It's the fan blower that's rattling, and I was going to get that fixed before I got hit. It's a small thing. . ." and pointed out that my insurance company works with this shop for repairs. And that the Nissan is a good affordable vehicle for a retired state employee. (I'll get the latch adjusted when I get the blower worked on.)

I finished some work in the garden yesterday but have several other projects to attend to. The stack of eBay stuff is still staring at me, but that is this afternoon's chore. I'll wait till after dinner when it's cooler for a little more yard work. I loaded my regular stuff back into the SUV and now have cleared space in the garage and kitchen table where it just sat.

In the vehicle comparison, my SUV drives better than the minivan I was renting, though I could live with either if I had to. Rentals don't get much respect and that one needs to be serviced. My good tires and recent alignment are part of the reason the SUV feels better. The space in the minivan, though, that is enviable.

Now, what was I doing before things were so rudely disturbed by a reckless Cadillac driver?