I didn't do it!
So my husband just went outside to help me load up my old beater van for the quilt retreat and noticed this. I've already dinged up both sides of the van (hit the Starbucks drive through and scraped a brick wall), and had two flat tires on the good car this year, so my driving confidence level is not high. But this time someone else must've hit me yesterday when the van was at the grocery store. Still, I have this nagging guilty, anxious feeling that somehow it was my fault, and now I have to face I-5 (which always makes me anxious) to drive to the retreat.
I'd better detour to Starbucks before I "hit" the highway and get that giant iced mocha.
Have a colorful day
4 comments:
Geez, Mom! You may as well enroll in monster truck rallies at this point because that van is a beast.
Haha! "See MASHIN' MAMA shred the competition with her 12-foot-tall CRUSHING QUILT!!!"
Well...at least it will be able to be pulled out at low cost...My daughter put a similar ding on the rear bumper...the paint is dinged, but at least it isn't mashed....only it WAS her fault. I sure hope you can forget about this and enjoy your retreat!
I might do well at monster truck rallies!
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