My daughter wrecked her car on Friday. She’s fine. The only damage was to the car (and her pride and wallet). Nobody else was involved.

Unfortunately, that cuts into my life and my time. I spent all morning dealing with the fallout, both in dealing with getting the car fixed and running her around to get things taken care of.

All of that eats up valuable time.

I told her this morning that sometimes being an adult just sucks. She’s only 16, but I think she agrees.