On a Roll

This morning I pulled out of the garage to go to work and crunched right into the side door of M's car. It was sitting in the driveway right where it always sits, and where I always remember to cut right and turn around it. But my brain somehow missed this very simple move this morning@Q*
I struggled with going back into the house and turning M's morning upside-down - he would probably have been just getting out of bed, so I waited until I knew he was up - and then called. I felt a bit cowardly - but avoided the possibility of adding emotion to the whole thing. My next call was to our favorite mechanic.