Uhh, Honey...Sorry...

I've made it through 10 months of deployment without breaking anything! Well, I'm not counting the 2 vacuum cleaners. And I'm not going to count the garbage disposal that sounded like it was coughing up glass bottles for a few weeks, since it miraculously fixed itself. Then there was something on my car that broke...the A/C was blowing heat; cost us a couple hundred to fix - not counting that either since I wasn't driving it when it happened. What about the Kuerig coffee maker that quit working? Threw it away and bought a new one.

And what the hell happened to the bottom drawer of the bathroom vanity - it wouldn't shut all the way. Several times I actually got into the vanity to figure out what was wrong. Finally I ignored it and my Honey fixed it on R&R. (Yes, I noticed and Yes, I'm a schmuck for not noticing until AFTER you left). There was a slight problem with the deep freeze 'breaking' only to find out that the breaker had been tripped. Oh, wait...there was the A/C something or another that went out in the house...nope not my fault; plus it was still under warranty. And I may or may not have tapped his bike backing in to the garage recently when it was snow & ice.

It was 0445 (4:30am) this morning...darker than dark. I got in my car (okay, Rich's car that I've been driving since he's been gone) to head to the gym. I take a quick survey to check the car(s) in the driveway to make sure I can clear them. (We have several people staying at the Richardson Bed & Breakfast right now)!

 Hop in, back up...yes, cleared the car. Then CRUNCH..................WTH? Sonofabitch!

I get out to survey the damage and to see what I hit. (don't judge the dirt) Wellllll..now. My neighbor borrowed Rich's trailer last night to move some furniture and left it parked in the little grassy area between our driveways. Totally normal!

I hit it.

Yep....In my defense, it was dark and low to the ground.

Text conversation:

6:10am   Me:  "Home from the gym...i love you. oh, I boo bood your car"

6:20am   Honey: "Picture please! I L U 2"

I relay the events in text.

6:26am - Honey - "Oh well"

6:27am - Me: "did you know your bumper is not plastic?"

What do you do?

OH...the thing about tapping his bike...NOT TRUE! See Honey, don't you feel better already?!?