What? I couldn’t resist.
A few nights ago, my hubby went to Home Depot to get some big wood. I guess the wood he already has wasn’t enough. This is too easy.
He loaded the big pieces of wood into our car but found that it was a tight fit. So, he pulled it out and then reloaded it into the car. Yep, way too easy.
The hubby thought it was all good but then he shut the trunk and the big wood pounded into the windshield, cracking it.
It wasn’t until a few hours later that he told me. Actually he didn’t tell me but said he needed a hug. Awww. That’s when I thought “oh shit, what did he do?”
The hubs said he fucked up and broke the windshield with his big wood.
Honestly, since our Subaru Forester is like one of my babies and this is just one more thing to deal with, I wanted to cry and rant at him. But he already felt like shit so I held back.
We still don’t have a second car yet so it’s been a pain scheduling the windshield fixer people to replace the glass. They do it in a 12-5 pm window and I need to pick up the hubby and the bird.
My husband has some big wood for a certain car but we just haven’t had time to go look at it in New Hampshire. There are other cars but he really wants this particular one.
Hopefully, we’ll get that second car soon. I’m really over driving 2 hours a day, back and forth. It’s a time suck.