This year it happened​ at my apartment complex. Great, fantastic. They had two eggs. The first was a direct hit and put a DEEP chip in the paint. It’s so caked on there I still can’t get it off. Egg number two missed and rolled under the car. Phil is unharmed.

Now I won’t be able to park and trust that my cars won’t be hurt. :( The worst part is that my dash cam only runs when the car is running.

This weekend is already a load of garbage. I’m sick, I still can barely breathe, couldn’t do my brakes, couldn’t start the off-road project, and now​ this.

Ugggh, I really cannot freaking catch a break!