As if falling down some stairs wasn’t bad enough, as I was pulling out of my parking space at work yesterday, I totally scraped the corner of the bumper of the car next to me.
Ugh. It looks pretty bad, but hopefully it won’t cost too much to get repaired. Of course my car is fine – I wish my car had gotten scraped up and the other car had been fine. I’ll be driving mine forever, so I don’t care about a few scrapes.
Fortunately, the woman who owned the car is very nice and is being cool about it. But still. Not what I needed.
And to top off the spectacular day, Oliver woke up screaming at 11:30 and would not go back to sleep. Not until we brought him to bed with us. I don’t know about you, but I don’t sleep well next to a two year old. At least he slept. Last time I brought him to bed with us, he tried to talk to me about his DVD all night long.
It wasn’t all bad, though. We found out we’re closing on our refinance on Friday (woo!) and our friend Lindsay came over to work on wedding invitations (I love that kind of stuff) so we watched Biggest Loser and drank wine while cutting cardstock and punching holes in stuff.
They danced after dinner, but that’s hard to get pictures of. But it’s cute. Speaking of dancing, I got a call from daycare yesterday that Linus bumped his head in a freak dancing accident with Miles. Hee hee! (He was fine.)