The hose clamp flew right out the window!
Isn't it amazing that no matter how many precautions are taken, something happens that if you had tried to do it on purpose, it would be impossible?
I (nearly) always throw down a tarp before I paint. Sometimes it doesn't fit perfectly into the corner, leaving a tiny 1/2 inch area exposed. Without fail, a drop of paint will fall, landing directly into the exposed circle.
I also have a habit of tossing empty shampoo, soap, etc. containers out of the shower, while I'm taking a shower. Otherwise, I forget about them, and the next time I'm in the shower, there is no soap or shampoo. It's very inconvenient. So, I developed the rather brilliant system of tossing out the empties as a reminder for replacing them. However, you would not believe how many times I've blindly tossed a container, and it landed directly into the wastebasket. It's happened more than once! In fact, for a while, I hit it more than I missed it. And that defeated my purpose of seeing an empty container to remind me of what needed replaced. However, you know as well as I, that had I been aiming for the wastebasket, I wouldn't have hit it in a million years!
So, the other day, Hubby and I made a trip to The Home Depot to buy a little nozzle head for the power washer. He didn't want it to get lost or broken by tossing it into the back of the truck, so he placed it on top of the dashboard, where we could keep an eye on it.
We left the store and were now on our way to the job site. We had stopped at the light before making a left-hand turn to merge onto the highway.
It was a lovely morning, and my window was rolled down about half way.
We made the turn. The nozzle started sliding. I made a grab for it, but was too slow. The nozzle continued sliding. Right out the window.
I told Hubby, "It just flew out the window!"
"Are you kidding me?"
"No! It's on the road!"
He screeched over to the berm and jumped out of the truck. Luckily, traffic was light, and it hadn't flown way out in the middle of the intersection.
He quickly grabbed it, and shaking his head in disbelief, got back in the truck, and we were on our way.
But seriously, what are the odds?
Until next time,