On the 24th What was supposed to be a start of a typical day turned into a cluster fuq. I had just taken the jeep out of the garage to go to work an noticed the garage door wasn't closed. I pushed the remote again the door stopped and went back up. I backed up until in front of the garage door to try closing it again hoping it wasn't a screwed up switch in the closer. It wasn't but it was an oil drain pan that had fallen just enough to keep the door from closing. WTF!!! Aggravation, frustration, a string of curses and running late, I got out to toss the pan back into the garage so the door would close and I get to work on time... unfortunately the jeep was still in reverse instead of park and started to roll back as soon as I was partially out. Sudden realization hit me and I managed to stop the jeep but not before the open door got bent back by a couple of garbage cans. I moved the jeep back in front of the open garage door, parked it, got out and examined the new bodywork I just created....
The Fuck-up Faerie's Hammer-of-Stupidity got me good. After staring at my handy work for a few moments, I took some deep breaths, I decided not to go to work after this clown act (to which the guys at work were thankful for) put my work gear back into the house, tied close the car door and found a body shop that could do it for a good price ($1600) and had it back to me by the end of the week. I was pleased with that kind of service.
I have to say between the house AC going out, a root canal and new crown and now this bit of moving artwork, the wallet has taken a severe beating. I can only think of all the other projects that could've gotten done it these other calamities hadn't happened.
Just have to re-schedule those projects for another time. *deep sighs and moves forward*