I did it again! I smacked my car into a structural component of our underground garage. It was remarkable for several reasons, besides that this is the second time it happened.
First, I can partly blame Kevin for handing me a new cd to listen to on my way out the door this morning. I was in the process of opening it with one hand and reversing out of my spot with the other when I ignored the huge cement post adjacent to my car, steered to the right, and crashed the front driver's side into the post. I was looking behind me, but not glancing to the left as I normally would. Dammit.
Moments later, after checking out my car & hopping back in, I proceeded with caution as I was feeling a bit nervy. Had I not been jerked back to being a careful driver, I would very likely have collided head-on with a woman who came flying through the garage door on my side of the entrance. I slammed on the brakes just in time. You see, much like the last time I banged up my car, there was a service van parked and blocking half the driveway. So it could have been way worse... but isn't that weird?
Third, I recalled a conversation I had first thing this morning when Kevin sleepily tried to convince me to stay in bed a little longer. I told him I needed to get moving so I'd have time to ride my bike to work, when he said "what do you have, a meeting?", and then I realized, yes I did have an early meeting. I had no time to ride my bike to work... but then when I got in, my boss had postponed the meeting anyway. So I can partly blame my boss for the short notice - otherwise I would have ridden my bike to work and kept my car intact. And again, I can partly blame Kevin for reminding me of my early meeting in the first place.
