Brought my rig home from the shop, and thought I'd put my super-dooper backing skills to work. I put it perfectly where I wanted it -- and knocked my scooter over. At least these aren't the FIRST dings I've put in that bike. LOL
What makes this worse is that I ran all around the area where I planned to back it and moved wheelbarrows, garden tools, etc. And the BIG YELLOW THING just sat there. These are times I'm SO glad I don't have a husband to stand and huff at me -- then next time (and the next and the next) tell me I can't back up. I break it, I fix it.
I thought I was putting my rig to bed for the winter, but I just signed up to go to Camp Obama here in Utah, in preparation for going over to work on the campaign in Colorado. The idea of going off into the unknown scares me ... but hey, what's new?