Today is a new day...and I can laugh about my day yesterday!
Yesterday I had intentions of bringing some boxes and stuff to the new house. I got stuff ready at the front door and went to move the truck to the front door so I can just load up. Keep in mind that I have done this before...but yesterday, for some reason - "objects in mirror are closer than they appear"!
As I was backing up...this is what happened:
Looks much worse than it is...I merely nudged the porch but because of the rotten state of my porch, it just sorta went and I was really scared that the whole porch was going to come crashing down. I immediately moved the truck back into the driveway and came in and called hubby...crying! He went on to give me trouble saying I was too close, use my mirrors, blah blah blah - thanks for making it better. I was mostly scared of having to call my landlord and tell him...I mean we are leaving and I had to do this right before we left. On the debate side of it though...the porch was rotten and he had been promising me a new porch for the last 3 years...
I watched that porch all day...wouldn't let anyone come in or out of the front door, I even placed a small orange pylon so no one would come by and get hurt by it. Once Hubby came home, he assessed the damage and him, Butter and Dan all attempted to fix it...or better yet, get the pole in a more "safe" position.
I still have not seen my landlord to tell him, but I am hoping he doesn't give me trouble :(
So if that wasn't enough...I waited all afternoon for Tanner to wake up so we could run to the store to get some baking things I needed to make Social Tea squares. When Tanner finally did wake up, it was close to when our visitors were coming for supper. I loaded the kids in the truck and ran over to the store. I raced in to grab eggs and butter and went back out to the truck...only, I couldn't turn the key or anything...what the hell (keep in mind that the day before yesterday, as we were driving in the city, our muffler fell off so now we have to spend $300 on that). I kept trying and my key was like locked. Hubby's truck has some sort of funky alarm system and all of a sudden I couldn't remember what to do...was it click unlock on the keypad or the door...I just couldn't figure it out. So I ran into the store again, called his cell...on the fifth time, he still did not answer (keep in mind that when I had my cell, I would get in $hit for not answering - "what's the point of a cell phone if you don't answer") I was pissed off at this point and sweating, so I just called my mom to come and pick us up. I thought I would try one more time...nothing...I looked at the dash to see if there was anything that would say "hey, do this"....then there it was...
Yep, I had left the truck in drive. How does one do that...seriously? I guess I was in such a hurry, that when I pulled into the parking lot, I just turned the key off? I have never done this. Therefore, it made sense why the key wouldn't come out and stuff. I got back inside, laughed to myself, put the gear into P and started the truck with no problem!
I was clearly in another world yesterday....don't judge!