I just thought I should mention that yesterday was the one month anniversary of a car crashing through the front of our house. Mr. X is on the phone with the agent that said she would get back to us a week ago. I told him to tell her that I am spray painting "Travellers Insurance Sucks" on the big sheet of plywood that used to be our front door. He's not doing it despite my repeated attempts at pantomime spray painting while jumping up and down in front of him while he's talking to her on the phone.