Big Trucks

Our SUV wouldn't start last week. Praise the Lord it decided to konk in the garage and not on the road somewhere or at the grocery store full of kids and groceries.

So needless to say, I spent last week driving our big pickup truck. My husband's 2004 diesel pride and joy became my mode of transportation. Not only is it high off the ground, but it's also LONG. This isn't a problem for most, but for me - a person with a severe depth perception problem - this is a concern! Let me give you some background information...

I have hit four vehicles. Yes four. Now this might not sound too concerning until I admit that these were PARKED vehicles. Yep, they weren't moving. I was, but they weren't. The first was when my husband Lon and I were dating. I had a sweet souped up old-fashioned 1971 Chevy Malibu. He was driving his dad's orange Nissan pickup. He parked behind my car when he came over. I didn't realize his dad's truck was behind me. I backed out. I didn't see any damage, so I didn't think anything about it until later when Lon asked if I knew anything about the green bit of paint on his dad's truck. Oops. Glad he and his dad are good at forgiving others and especially glad I didn't lose my future husband over the ordeal.

Secondly, I hit a vehicle at the bank while trying to parallel park in my black Ford T-bird about 4 years later. I should have known better. I was the one in Drivers Ed in high school who hit the orange cones while practicing to parallel park. Good news, though. I don't parallel park anymore. It's just too difficult when objects are closer than they appear.

And then, the saddest of all. I was backing the T-bird out of our driveway and didn't realize my green Malibu was still parked at the curb in front of our house the same year. I backed the T-bird out and smucked the Malibu. Ouch. Two more dents. Fortunately they were VERY small dents that could be popped out.

So with this background information, you can see my apprehension at driving the big truck. This is why I drive a mid-size SUV. This is also why I wear glasses when I drive.

So how did my week go in the big truck? Thank the Lord I didn't hit anything or anyone and my SUV has since been repaired. And now for a silly "shoe" story...

To be continued...