Back home from vacation and I send Tim out for take-out. Conversation goes like this:
Me: Hunny why don’t you go sit down and have a cold beer and get some burgers for us.
Tim: Ok. Can you back the jeep up to the garage while I’m gone?
Me: I caaan…
Tim: (laughing) just get it as close as you can. (he leaves)
Me: Ok no problem. I can do this.
Ok well, it’s dark, and I can’t see. Plus the back is full of the usual conglomerate of junk Tim drags around. So I’m backing around the suburban and retaining wall towards our house. I have the jeep door open, and I’m hanging out looking at the garage. I back the open door into the front porch post. Well, he did say to get it as close as I could. In all fairness, I have backed into things before. So it’s not really my fault.
And hey, the post is still standing so I call it a win.
I text Tim that I backed into the post but that it was just a little tappy tap. He doesn’t see the message. He walks in with the food.
Me: Well I guess you didn’t get my message
Me: I hit the post.
Tim: (laughing hysterically) I came home and thought “awe look at my little truck driver”!
He laughs at me and says its fine 🙂 What a cutie
He teases me a little as he happily munches on his barbecue sandwich while conveniently forgetting that he crushed the outside lamp backing the trailer into it. I remind him. 😉