So if you promise you won't think less of me...I'll tell you my confession. I ran into my husband's car...
Ugh, I know! I was so frustrated with myself after it happened! Let me give myself a little credit ok! It happened the week we moved in (I know right!). I was leaving at 5:30am to get to work. I was sleep deprived and stressed out from moving, painting, and unpacking. I have never had a garage before. AND my husband had been parking his car out on the street since we moved here. So at 5:30 in the morning, I pressed the garage door to open it, backed out (cough cough...without looking...cough cough), and ran right into my husband's car.
Of course his car is fine (they don't make 'em like they used to), but mine is an eye sore. Yes, I am getting this fixed stat! I have high hopes for myself that this will never happen again! So please, if you think you have had a couple of "blonde" moments or "senior" moments lately, this should make you feel better right?!?!
And because I can't end the post on a sad note like that, I'll confess one of my favorite things about the house. Whenever we go out to get the mail or move the water hose for the sod, Brutie is able to watch us from inside the house. I tried to capture it with the camera today, but the screen made the pictures come out a bit unclear. But I just love his little paws up on the window sill looking at what we are doing!
Hope you are having a good week!