Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Screw you, pooch! (updated)

Boy, did I fuck up this morning. I'm so, so embarrassed and annoyed right now, but am comforting myself with the fact that today's "oops" will only cost me money, time, and inconvenience and nothing more important.

What happened?

I'm an idiot, that's what happened.

This morning I was running a few minutes behind schedule to catch D's bus. He ran down the road to wait at the bus stop, and as is my habit, I loaded M into the car and started to drive the 1/10th of a mile down the street to wait with D until the bus picked him up before continuing on to daycare/work. Except today it was cold out for the first time this Fall and my window was frosted. Instead of waiting for the defroster to do its job or rummaging around in the car for my ice scraper, I decided to drive down the driveway with only a little patch of cleared windshield to see out of.

Bad fucking idea. BAD IDEA. Fuck ME.

My left front tire hooked over the edge of our steep drive way and I slid sideways down towards the lawn until I was stopped by a small, half-dead birch tree, which wedged itself between the front corner panel and my side view mirror. For a minute, I thought I could just put it in reverse and back up, but after a quick assessment I became fearful that it was too steep to back up and doing so might A. cause further damage or B. make the car roll over.

So I got out and took out my little son from his car seat in the back (on the other side of the car, thank goodness), then I went down and saw D onto the bus and came back to check it out further. It was clear I needed help getting it out, so I did something that to the Vermonter in me was second-nature - I walked to my neighbor's house and rang the bell. Bear in mind that our neighborhood is not a close one; we are all nice to each other but don't talk a lot, and the neighbor I chose is the newest to the block and our least favorite. However, the husband is a tow truck driver, so I thought if anyone could help, it'd be him.

After several rings of the bell I was about to give up and call AAA when a man emerged and said he'd help. He wasn't the guy I expected, but said he was a roommate (didn't even know they had one, but whatev). The good news is he was extremely nice and helpful, and he got out their big truck and chain and, after several huge pulls which I thought might just pull off my front tire, he got the damn thing unstuck and even drove it up onto the road for me. Meanwhile I'm standing well clear of it, holding my son while he says repeatedly, "Mommy not careful." Ha... yes, well-observed. True 'dat, kiddo.

Then the neighbor crawled underneath the car and assessed the damage, reattached my dangling front headlight, and told me it was safe to drive. He refused payment of any kind and I felt very much like Blanche DuBois all of a sudden. Like her, I've always relied upon the kindness of strangers.

I stopped at an autobody shop in town and they looked it over and said I should go through insurance. It's gonna be pricey, even though it's driveable and doesn't look THAT bad. But, my A/C compressor is punctured ($300+), the side quarter panel needs replacing ($300-400), and my headlight is busted ($300-400). There are a few other minor repairs to make as well, plus labor... plus a rental car because the work might take a week....



Yeah. F.M.L. x 1000.

I'm an idiot. It's a damn good thing I don't care about cars or money, because I'm going to be without both for a while!

EDITED TO ADD:

Ok, now that I've talked to the insurance company and found out that most of the collision repairs will be covered I'm feeling a little bit better. I'm still a moron, but at least I can laugh about myself again. I suppose it could be worse:




25 comments:

Stacie's Madness said...

holy shit.
glad you're all ok.

check out my page today, it's bound to make you LAUGH hysterically (just like ALL MY POSTS, yeah right)

MtnMama said...

Aw, Shit, Bev! That totally sucks! So glad you didn't have speed in the mix; icy conditions are scary. If you want to feel better, I'd be happy to regale you with stories about all my automobile mishaps. It's a lengthy list.
And don't cha love our observant little sidekicks? No BS there!

The Peach Tart said...

Oh man that sucks but glad you and the little one are OK.

Anonymous said...

love the kindness of strangers quote. ;)

you're not an idiot. you are a working mom with two little ones and you are stressed and often pressed for time. and that makes us do dumb shit sometimes. i am just very glad to hear that no one got hurt. :)

Bev said...

Thanks everyone! I appreciate your kind words. <3

PorkStar said...

awww, sorry to hear that, Beavers.... good think it wasn't that big of an inconvenience.

(hugs) <-------- : )

calicobebop said...

So sorry to hear about the car! Thank goodness you are all alright. And thank goodness for the kindness of strangers!

Organic Meatbag said...

We're all allowed a fuck up now and then...don't beat yourself up over it... :)

Elliott said...

Ah, from the mouth of babes. Even though it happened five or six years before I even MET Lori, our daughters still regularly pull the 'remember the time you hung up the van over the culvert next to the driveway?'. So yes, when you're teaching the wee ones to drive, they'll pull out the 'remember the time you slid off the driveway and hit the dead tree?'. Ah, memories.

Samsmama said...

Great story. ;)


Seriously, that sucks. I hate having to shell out money because of something stupid I did. Not that I think anybody really enjoys it. Glad that everybody is OK, and hooray for kind neighbors!

Cary said...

ARE YOUR BOOBS OK? Whew! Thank god. That's the important thing.

Mommy not careful. LMGDAO!

Bev said...

Thanks again, ma' peeps! You all have a way of making me feel better!

Elliott, glad to know I will never live this down. Mommy not careful, indeed! Tell me more about this culvert experience.... :)

Cary, I can't believe you're the first to ask about my air bags! Yes, they're fine, thanks. No harm done, but they were pretty shaken up by the whole ordeal.

Nicolasa said...

wow! That is crazy and that sucks! I am so glad that you are ok, though!

Deb said...

Yikes! Glad to hear you're ok, and that it's fixable.

So other than that Mrs. Lincoln, how did you like the play?

Kristen said...

I'm glad you all are ok. It must have been terrible to be carjacked by a thug. Good thing he didn't get far thanks to an itty bitty tree. That is the dtory you're gonna tell hubby...right?

Oh wait. He can't get mad. He didn't get you anything for your anniversary.

onebadmamajama said...

I am so glad you guys are alright! Srsly, cars are made out of nothing but plastic these days! It sure didn't look like that much damage. I recommend getting something older and made out of more metal..like the '73 Oldsmobile I used to drive. I ran that sombitch off the road more times than I care to remember and it never damaged more than my ego LOL

Leanne said...

OMG Cary! Thanks for the much needed laugh (and glad you and M and your airbags are okay!)

On a totally unrelated side note, I tried to watch the trailer for the new Heath Ledger movie, but as soon as Colin Farrell came on the screen (pun?) I busted up laughing. Damn, and I really want to see this movie!

Leanne said...

Not YOUR airbags, though, Cary. Semantics....

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Oh man that sucks but glad you and the little one are OK. Take care of you self.

Kate said...

It could be worse. You could've broken a nail.

Mary said...

wow- glad nothing worse happened! I'm notorious for the same thing...scraping just enough for one eyeball to see out the front and off I go!
now, can i tell you how much I fucking LOVE the Mr. Magoo image? Whenever I drive without my glasses the kids say, "she's just Mr. Magoo-ing it the whole way". Kids- they're a real treasure.

Nice Streetcar reference :)

Lose That Girl said...

Lucky escape! Glad you're okay. :)

Mala said...

We'll be over this weekend and put some guardrails up along your driveway... nice bumper ones.

Glad you and the M-Man are OK. But I'm a little confused.. so did you end up slipping on some long flowy nightgown, take your neighbor into your palm leaf decored bedroom and regale him with stories from the old south?... while eating cheesecake?

Cary said...

"Take.. good.. care of you self,
You berong to me!"

Jillinator said...

wow - poor Bev (oh, b/t/w... Ric says to wear a low cut shirt and bend over crossing your arms in front of you when the insurance adjustor is there... just saying)

oohh... today's wv (I swear they do these on purpose): bepolocr, as in bepolocr off the driveway and into a tree