Confession

So last night after teaching 2 classes and coming home at 9:30 which is very late but a normal Tuesday,  a big black pickup truck in my parking space in front of my garage. I honked two times. A man came running up to my driver's side window from the street and said, I was just helping my fiance with her car. I had noticed a man on the street with a navy blue jeep hood open leaning into the engine compartment as I drove in. I said, Okay, sorry. He was ready to move his truck. I said, By the way do you know you can exit out the other driveway? He said, I used to live here, I know my truck won't fit.  Okay, I said, and moved so he could get out. I pulled up next to my neighbor's car and then after the truck left I backed up while turning and heard the sound of breaking plastic. Oh no! I pulled into my spot and got out and my car was fine. I looked and the trailer that has been abandoned back here with an old motor boat on it and 2 flat tires was what I hit. The metal bracket holding the right side reflector tail light on the trailer bent and the reflector light broke off. I picked it up and two wires dangled. I put it in the boat. Bill said don't worry about it. I do feel awful even though this has been junked here and never used for many years and most likely destined for the dump. We've seen the owner once, years ago, pumping air into the tires, but still, I do feel bad. I damaged something. It was an accident. Bill will take a look at it at some point maybe who knows we can get the replacement reflector and bend back the metal and hook it back up.

UPDATE: Yesterday, a week after the incident, I was at the computer taking an online course for work when I heard a godawful sound. It was my neighbor Rick, the landlord's maintenance man. He was sawing the fiberglass boat into 2 foot pieces to fit into the dumpster. When I looked outside a few hours later the trailer was gone too. He probably wheeled it into his garage to rebuild it and presumably sell it. So my damage has been absolved in a sense. A week after the incident. My guess is the original owner of the boat and trailer stopped paying rent for the parking space years ago and the absentee landlord just learned that it was still here in his parking lot. I'm just glad I don't have to look at my mistake every day.