What a distressing contrast there is between the radiant intelligence of the child and the feeble mentality of the average adult. ~ Sigmund Freud

Don't you hate it when you do something incredibly stupid?  Well, I just did.

We bought a new-to-us Dodge Caravan a few weeks ago.  A 2009 model with only 27,000 miles on it.  Whoever had it took very good care of it.  The interior was spotless.  It drives like a dream.

Then along comes me.

My main vehicle of transportation has been a little red 1993 Nissan pick up that we've had since the mid-90s.  I like pick ups and this one was a great fit for me.  I used it for commuting back and forth to work.  I taught both of my children how to drive with it.  I used it for hauling away trash and junk and transporting big items we bought.  It was an automatic and had great visibility.  Best of all, it'd been paid off for years.  When we bought the Dodge Caravan we gifted it to our son and daughter-in-law who'd had their pick up stolen soon after we moved to Michigan.

Today I needed to grocery shop.  So as I was sitting in the car letting it warm up a bit I took the garage door opener that I'd brought outside and stuck it up inside a little nook I'd found behind the drop-down rear view mirror.  My brain tells me, "Hey, that's a great spot to store that!  Any crook looking inside won't see it!"  So I go ahead and stow the opener up there.  When I get home I try to open the little compartment.  The garage door opener is stuck inside there and I can't get it out.

What a bone head.

I did everything I could to try to open it without breaking the little latch door.  And now the latch door won't close all the way either.  Unless Dear Hubby can figure it out when he gets home I guess I'll have to take it back to the dealership.  I wonder if something as stupid as that is covered by Warranty?

I am not looking forward to telling Dear Hubby about this.

And I'm hoping and praying he has the other garage opener in his truck or we're in a world of hurts.