Klutz

My friend Susan and I have an ongoing conversation all the time about which one of us is the most uncoordinated, awkward, klutzy, etc. She swears it's her, but after tonight I really think it has to be me! I decided to take a quick trip to the grocery store this evening after Isabella went to bed. It was garbage pickup tonight and Monte had just gotten done putting all of our garbage at the end of our driveway. As I'm backing up I see Monte come to the window and start waving his arms frantically at me; I thought, oh that looks funny I wonder what he's doing?!!! Duh, it never ocurred to me that I was about to run over our 123 bags ( at least that's what it seemed like :) ) of garbage! Silly me. As I hear all of the "crunching" of everything hitting the car (yes the loaner car) it is then and only then that I realize what I've done. I'm sure I was quite the sight as I was running around the neighborhood picking up bits of our garbage that had landed in other peoples yards!