I am a self proclaimed clean freak when it comes to automobiles. It is not uncommon to find me walking tirelessly around the car after washing it to make sure that every little detail is taken care of, just before it rains of course. Therefore, this afternoon when I so effortlessly backed my truck into the front of my wife's car, doing a significant amount of damage, you can only imagine the pit in my stomach. However, the pit was nothing compared to "the look" I received,once my wife,
So now that I have admitted to pulling off one of the most ridiculous accidents, let me explain why this happened. On a normal Sunday I wash both cars...remember the tireless walking around the car?! However, this Sunday was full of lawn maintenance, rain etc.. Upon completing my Sunday chores, G and I were set out for dinner with the fam. We jumped in the truck and I realized that in front of the truck was all the lawn trash I had put out on the street. I NEVER leave both cars on the road, so... who would look behind them to see if in the 5 ft necessary to clear the lawn trash there would be a car ( #lessonlearned)? Not just any car my wife's car? You know the one she drives every day?! The moral of this story is to always look behind you and never AND I MEAN NEVER back into your WIFE'S car!!
To lots of "I'm sorry gifts"
~ B
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