I have learned 2 important things in the last 24 hours and although I should be happy that I learned them sooner rather than later, it was certainly too late for Lexie Grey – our new Lexus.

Last week when I came home from a coupon shopping trip, Col told me that when I parked, I was perfect first time.  I however, didn’t think so, so adjusted to correct.  He told me to trust my instinct because I didn’t need to correct anything.

Today, I came home from doing a spot of Col-shopping (more shortly) and Col’s Lexus was in the drive.  I reverse parked (perfect first time), but decided it was time for me to reverse into the garage around Lexie grey and into the garage (we park the Saab in the garage cause she’s black and gets very hot!), I was confident I could do it. 

I reversed, opened the garage door, and started to pull in to the garage.  However, I thought I was cutting it a little too ‘neat’ to the back of the Lexus and so, not giving a second thought to Col’s ‘Trust your instinct’ lesson from the previous week, I pulled forward and parked up beside the Lexus thinking I’d leave it for Col to fix! (LOL!)

When I got out of the car, I saw a huge scrape up the back of the Lexus and I started to cry.  It’d been building all day for a couple reasons (mainly my brother leaves on Sunday and I don’t want him to go) but I went in and told Col, ‘You can’t be mad at me’ and then broke down crying again.  Yeah, I felt great! lol!

He grabbed a cloth and wet it and walked out to the cars to see what damage had been done.  Lexie needs a bit of work, I damaged the paint job pretty good (not cool!).

We then went to inspect the Saab and couldn’t find any damage on the front of it, I’d told Col that I didn’t feel any bump or hit while reversing and for a split second we both thought that the damage was perhaps not done by me – until I found that it was not in fact, like I’d thought, the attempt at reversing in to the garage that had done the damage.  Oh no! It was indeed the ‘correction’ attempt when I friggin pulled out cause I thought I was too close.  The back of the Saab has some damage. 

I cried again, furious at myself.  I can’t believe I got so cocky to think I could do something like that.  I’ve been so cautious even reversing into the driveway beside the Lexus since we got it, what the hell possessed me?! AGH.  Like I said, furious.

Col thinks he can fix the Saab with some ‘T-Cut’, I hope he can cause if we have to pay to fix both cars I’ll be past furious! As for Lexie, we think she’ll need to go to get fixed.  Col’s gonna try and do it himself with some sand paper and a spray paint and if that fails we’ll put her in.

He tried to take some of the blame and tell me that he parked too close to the garage door for me to reverse around – like a proper gent, however, it was my own dumb fault and I’ve felt like crap about it ever since.

On the upside, the other lesson I learned today, which was just before the demolishion derby in the driveway, is to do stuff when Col isn’t around and I’m more likely to get it done without objection.

Once more – let me explain for a second.  Col has had the same 2 pairs of pjs for almost 3 years now, I managed to make him get rid of the ones that developed 2 fist sized holes in the shorts – but even that made him unhappy.  I’ve been threatening for weeks that he needed to get some new essentials, mainly PJ’s and boxers but each time we’re out he tells me his current ones ‘have plenty of miles in them yet’ and avoided shopping at all cost!

Today, I went out on my own, picked up a few bits for him, black t-shirts, white t-shirts and boxers (but couldn’t for the life of me find pjs) and got the job done – when I got home, no complaints or ‘take those back’ comments, he just accepted (at long bloody last!) that having holes in his shorts/socks is not cool or trendy and replacing was past due.

Which is why, he didn’t complain tonight when I dragged his ass in to Walmart after the Baseball game (I’ll post about that tomorrow!).  He voluntarily went in and we came out with 3 new pairs of pjs for him – replacing these new ones will be a lot sooner than 3 years cause I’ve realised to just do it and not give him the choice! LOL!

I thought about it earlier tonight actually, in the last 2 weeks or so, we’ve both done a fair bit of ‘essential’ shopping, something we’ve not done in a very, very long time.  We’re always busy spending money on other people, or taking care of debts and bills, I rarely buy stuff for myself.  Col will tell you, no matter where I go out with him that I could spend money, I always pick stuff up for other people, ‘Do you think Gary would like this for his birthday?’ or ‘What do you think of this for Helena for Christmas’, it’s started to get to the point now that he’s encouraging me to buy stuff for myself – which is a turn out for the books cause he hates spending money! (haha!) Anyways, I decided at long last that enough was enough, it was about time we got some new knickers!

Aside from my dramatic day of car wrecking, shopping and tears, we’re preparing to go to a funeral tomorrow morning (yes, it’s almost 3am and we’ve a funeral to go to first thing!) which saddens me, even though I never met the deceased.  His death was so sudden that it’s definitely shaken not only Col’s office and Col, but me and I’m sure other spouses in the company.  My thoughts and prayers are will his family and I truly hope they’re all ok, such a tragedy…

I dislike funerals (cause I cry at just about everything and I hate shopping for clothes to wear to them cause it’s so morbid) but Col wants to go to pay his respects and you’re crazy if you think I’m gonna let him do that alone!

Right, I’m past the point of making sense right now and have gone into the rambling phase – I guess that means it’s bedtime…that and well, Col’s practically asleep here on the sofa beside me!