HI! I MISSED YOU ALL!
It’s only been two days but I just was having a very lazy two days. Or at least I tried VERY hard to be lazy! “Hey Nel, got any weekend plans?”. “I plan to sit around and do absolutely nothing!”. Except that didn’t happen. I did stay up very late a couple of days to get some binge reading in but that was, unfortunately, the extent of my laziness. I plan to talk about my Saturday in a different post but I have a story to tell because I know how much you all love my stories. 🙂
This story is one of those stories where you’re like, “how in the …..!”
In a previous post, I mentioned how my husband and I purchased a new car. We had the option of trading our old one in but the trade in value was ridiculously low. We decided to sell our old car on our own because we knew we could get more from random Craigslist Joe.
Our garage can only hold two cars but our drive way can hold like 5 or 6 cars so my husband parked the old car out of the way of the garage’s path.
On Friday, my mother-in-law came over to visit and see the new car.
My husband is outside with his mom showing her the car. I decided to stay in the house because I had housely things to do. I can hear him explaining to her the features and everything about the car when all of sudden I hear a loud BANG!
I honestly didn’t think anything of it. I figured he’d opened the hood to show his mom the engine and then closed the lid because there’s no closing the hood gently. You have to give it a sort of toss and let gravity pull it down so it slams or it won’t close all the way. If you’ve opened the hood of a car before, you know what I mean even if I botched the description. There’s probably some car terms I should be using but I’m not fluent in car jargon outside of tires, trunk, brakes; the essentials.
Anyway, I continued what I was doing. My husband comes in the house and this is how our conversation went:
“The strangest thing just happened.”
“Did you hear a noise?”
“Yeah, I heard a loud bang. I figured you were trying to get my attention or you were showing your mom the engine and closed the hood.”
“If I was trying to get your attention, why didn’t you come out?”
“Because…. semantics. What happened?”
“I was standing there talking to mom and two squirrels were running around through our trees. I guess one lost it’s grip and fell on our car.
“WHAT?? Are you serious?!?! Is it okay??”
“I guess so. It got up and ran away.”
“Did you follow it some to make sure?”
Then he took me outside to show me. And of course I took a picture to show you:
Looking at the picture, to the right, there’s a giant oak tree around the corner, next to the house. It has to be at least 150 foot high or something crazy since it’s taller than our house. And it’s the type of tree that has branches really, super high so if you wanted to climb it you’d have to be a rappel master, a ninja or have wings to get up there. As you can see, the leaves are evidence of this squirrel’s plight.
Our car saved this squirrel! If it wasn’t parked where it was parked, that squirrel would have went splat on the concrete and died and then my husband would have wanted to show me and I would have freaked out and it would not have been an easy time. What are the odds that my husband parked the car in the right spot??
Saving humans and now inadvertently saving squirrels all in the same week, I tell ya. I’m becoming more and more convinced I married a superhero.
Ever experienced a situation where you questioned the odds? Did you have a good weekend?? Let me know in the comments below!