The boat fit! Details here.

I'm not surprised, really. Or maybe I am. I know the ruler doesn't lie. But still, it was close! Or maybe I'm surprised that it didn't take us a week to figure out how to do it. Or maybe I'm just relieved.

My neighbors are weird. The boat was in the driveway for exactly one day, and no less than THREE different neighbors drifted by to "casually" ask what the deal with the boat was, and was I going to keep it in the driveway, and did I know how the homeowners association felt about such misbehavior. Of course, all of this was dripping with sweetness in an attempt to be neighborly - not to mention, I know they live in as much fear of the Association as I do.

I am entertaining myself imagining what my neighbors who didn't come talk to me thought about it, as they stared curiously out their car windows while driving by.

I imagine, they said to their husband or wife over dinner "Honey, that single girl at the end of the street has a boat in her driveway." Response, "That's nice, dear. Maybe I should go over an offer to help her move it." And the ones that saw it AFTER its triumphant push into the garage, said "Honey, can you believe she actually got it in the garage? I am so glad for her, I'd hate to have to report it to the Homeowners Association." Response, "Hmm. Maybe we should get a boat."