My boyfriend and I are riding back from lunch. We got taco bell and ate it in the woods at a park. It was very nice and particularly as I'm starting to stress quite a bit. My near sleepless night with the sling has not set me up well for this day, let alone the surgery coming up.
The lunch is relaxing, and we ride quietly watching the world go by back to the apartment.
"I've been thinking about something," He says.
Considering all the worries and stress of late, the no money thing with me, the house shopping thing with him, this isn't likely to be good.
"I've been considering this for a while, and think I have a decision."
Gulp, and?
"I think we should file for your shoulder with my renter's insurance."
I fell in his kitchen, in his renter insured apartment. I admit I made the joke I should have lied and said I did it the next day in the kitchen of the restaurant, but its not in my character to do so.
"Wouldn't that effectively be that same as sueing you?" I ask.
"Well sort of, but its one of the reasons someone gets this insurance."
He explains about the deductabiles on my insurance, about how little my disability pay covers, about how he doesn't intend to use the same company for his homeowners when he gets his house. He's so sweet, so earnest.
I laugh my ass off. "I cannot sue you! You're my boyfriend! That's crazy."
I suppose I'm willing to have him look into it, but it just seems utterly ubsurd to me. I would file with my homeowners if something broke on my house, but filing for something broke on me...for water on the kitchen floor at 4am...I just cannot see it happening.
Am I the only one who sees this as just, well, freaky odd?
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there's some nice logic to it, I must say. And, most importantly, it is the truth. But, won't it be harder for him to get homeowners/renters insurance in the future?
I think I was signed in wrong. This is me again -twisty of the meltingpot. :)
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