my DH is to blame, but its completely justified.
I was just outside cleaning up the last from the storm. The biggest chore was to snowblow the driveway with out gargantuan snowblower. I'm doing my thing (and getting my workout manhandling the machine since it's so heavy) when I miss a gear change and ran in to the corner of the house with it. :-O
I put a hole right through the vinyl siding corner thing. No matter what I do, I know he'll notice, so I'm planning to tell him as soon as he gets home.
But, given that he's already been at work for over 12 hours, he's going to be exhausted and potentially pissy when he gets home.
So he might kill me over it.
Be nice and at least come to the funeral, Ladies.
Re: So, if I turn up dead somewhere....
OMG that totally sounds like something I'd do. I'd be scared to tell him too - is there any way you could plant a bush in front of it as a solution?? If it makes you feel better, I drove our riding lawn mower right into my dad's peach tree when I was a teenager...I also ran over a Walkman (dating myself here!!) and mowed over a bush. My solution was to take the pieces of the bush and stick them back in the ground so I wouldn't have to tell my dad...he figured it out when all the bushes next to it were blossoming and that one was dead lol. It happens to the best of us
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GL tonight!!
Jake blowing out the candle at Katie's coming home party
Katie Belle
Kristen, Chad, Jake, Katie & Sadie the Wonderdog, est. 6/17/06
Oh no! Yeah, I could totally see myself doing something like that. Bummer.
Lol @ Kristen and the bush!!
oh man...this is totally me!!! i ran over everything my whole life. can't believe they gave me a driver's license. i was so scared to tell my dad that i ran into the garage door...had to tell him...he'd notice. i thought i'd be grounded for life. he didn't say a peep to me. i thought he was goign to blow up. he then gave me a pencil and said "sign it and date it". that was my punishment. it's still majorly dented to this day...with my john hancock. i think the suspense that he didn't talk to me for hours was the WORST punishment for me.
i love the idea of planting a bush in front of it. i laughed at that..b/c i think your DH woudl notice if a bush was randomly planted in february...and he might think it was suspicious. lol!
Oh no
That's why I'm not allowed to operate heavy machinary (besides my car), heck I sank my friends Amigo in high school!
Umm, on a worse note, DH says the corner piece is the worst piece to repair with vinyl b/c you have to pop everything out
Wasn't going to tell you but figured that you should be prepared for anything that your DH says.
Maybe you can take the heat off the side of the house by turning the tables and getting sympathy from him?? Fake hurt?!?
Yeah.... the best thing I came up with was putting together the two pieces that fell out and then using packing tape to put them back in their respective places. Totally failed since the tape isn't sticky when its this cold. But I've already checked and we have a replacement piece in the basement that was left over from when we built. Now just to suck it up and have the balls to tell him when he gets home. ><
He kinda gets really pissed off when I screw up. *sigh*
MH gets much more upset with me when I mess up than I get with him when he does.
I like to call him on it to make him feel bad for talking down to me. I also point out to him how nice I am being to him when he messes up.
It'll be ok.
Edit:
Ooo ooo a lie I just thought up, you can't actually lie, but I think a giant icicle fell off the corner of the roof and totally put a hole in the siding.
I'll bring flowers :-) You're so not alone. I once backed my Dad's F150 into the boat trailer. Completely missed the bumper and right into the truck. I was mortified and scared $hitless to tell my Dad. I normally would have blamed it on one of my brothers, but they weren't driving. In fact, this was before I even had my license and went joy riding up and down the street when he was at work. Even worse....
You should share some of these ridiculous stories BEFORE you tell Alan. And then spill it...
Meg, yeah, I already knew that, which is part of why I'm really not looking forward to it.
My white lie is going to be that I slipped and pushed the snowblower in to it by accident and not that I actually f'ed up. So, the snowblower caught my fall. And, if the house hadn't taken the hit, it would have been me bouncing off the snowblower and likely being hurt worse than the house.
Plausible, right?
Good idea!! Eeeeh, this is soooo me too.
I backed my car into MH's car IN THE GARAGE. hahaha. Sadly, DH's car no scratches (it was my old 1997 Saab) my brand new car.... smashed in and black paint transfer all over. Duh!
Tell Alan you slipped on ice, be the victim, be the victim!!!
In the immortal words of Ralphie of A Christmas Story...
"Ooooohhhh... fuuuuuuddddgggggeeee!"
Stuff happens. If you need evidence of this for your DH, here of some of the adventures from our house:
I backed up my car up into DH's car in our driveway. Bent his license plate. (I'll never live that down.)
The light in our front yard is missing a pane of glass. DH was pulling chunks of ice off the porch and throwing them back over his shoulder and one of them hit the lamp and shattered the glass.
I moved a large chair from the living room to a bedroom by dragging it down the hallway. The vinyl floor in the hallway now has a small indentation down its length from the chair legs.
Our home was originally built with the upstairs bedroom finished. DH was putting in the subfloor and he missed standing on the stud and put his foot through the drywall ceiling in the downstairs bedroom. (That's still not fixed, either.)
While running electrical wire from the unfinished upstairs to the basement, DH somehow managed to drill through the wiring for the kitchen refrigerator circuit. At first I thought the fridge bulb had burned out, but then I noticed that the freezer bulb was out too. I said, "that's weird that they'd both go out at the same time." DH said "uh oh." LOL! Fortunately DH was able to fix that one before our food spoiled.
See? You're bound to destroy something sooner or later.
I'm still alive!
He wasn't nearly as pissed at me as I had expected, but I definitely played the victim. I think he was trying really hard to not be overly pissed, which was nice.
Now to see if he is still so nice when he has to rip all the siding off this spring just to repair that one piece. *sigh*
Jake blowing out the candle at Katie's coming home party
Katie Belle
Kristen, Chad, Jake, Katie & Sadie the Wonderdog, est. 6/17/06
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Bravo Allan! That totally is never anyones first response when I play the victim.