Oy vey! I am so bummed out about scratching the side of the car. I blame it on being hugely pregnant and little parking spaces in England.
I was going to the town center the other day and was in the parking garage trying to find a parking space and saw a corner one. I thought I'd be smooth and leave as much room as possible on the one side for me to actually be able to get out of the car and in the meantime scatched the side of the car with the garage beam.
It's not an awful, awful deep scratch, but my poor pretty car And I still struggled to get myself out of the car! Even worse, even though that is half my car, the first thing I thought of was 'OMG, dh is going to be soooo mad!'. Why I still live in this mindset of that is more his car than mine I have no idea, but shyeah, not even close, he's all 'Jen, it's just a scratch, it's not like you mangled the car, get over it'. Oh well.