It is falling apart.
About the 3rd day Jeremy was in the passengers side, the handle broke off while he was trying to get out. This means that we would have to roll down the window, in the blizzard cold snowy weather of Logan, to open the door. Real Classy.
And since Jeremy is not on the insurance yet, I usually drive us around town. When we would have to get out of the car, I would tell him to wait and that I would open his door for him to keep from getting the snow in. I wonder what people think, the girl opening the guys door. Real Classy.
A couple nights ago I was teaching voice lessons and got stuck on the ice of the driveway of the house I teach at. I went to try and open the drivers door and it was frozen shut. This meant I had to crawl in from the broken passengers side to the drivers. And then, when I had to get out, I had to climb over to the passenger side, roll down the window, and open the door from the outside. Real Classy.
I was so blessed though. This man driving in his huge truck noticed I was stuck on the ice. He had a tow rope, hooked it up, and pulled me out. It is so nice when people are willing to take a second out of their busy schedules to help a complete stranger. I feel very blessed and am so grateful to that man.
In conclusion, I was so fed up with the car, tears flowing, that Jeremy bought a new handle and installed it yesterday. It is beautiful. 
No more awkward opening doors or climbing over. I love having a husband that is such a handy man. So very lucky :)
Love,
The Bowes
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