FUCK.

So I'm watching the store for Kris this week, and I'm running late today. And I'm fighting a migraine. What do I do? I try to back out of my garage before the garage door is all the way up.

The garage door is now off the track, and bent out at the bottom, but it's down low enough that I can't get the car out, and I punched a hole in my crv, above the window.

FUCK.

edited to add: Keith came home and got it up enough to get the car out, then shut & locked it. I'll be using the front door for a while now. And I didn't punch a hole in the car, I popped the windshield fluid thingie off. We'll have to get that fixed.

Oh, and Josie's been crying all morning. Don't you want to be me?