I fuck shit up

all the time. even when there is barely anything to screw up or break, I screw it up or break it. Just a brief example before I get to the main event, the '88 volvo got a flat tire. I was tasked to put the spare on so we can take it to the tire place. Easy enough, I've replaced tires before, surely this would be like eating a baby, or candy or whatever. However, sparing the details, I completely broke the jack forever and the car almost rolled onto me. This was about 2 months ago, very first week of july I believe.
Sooooo. . .when I told Carrie that I could quickly take a look at her watch, the volvo incident of july '05 was nowhere near my mind. God hates me. So I took a look and the display was coming in very spottily. I decided we first should try just a new battery but it became evident that there was more to it then that. there is a small spring on the back of the watch that activates it and it wasn't being pressed down hard enough by the back casing. Displeased I attempted to just jury-rig it by just putting a little piece of whatever whatever back there(I know I said whatever twice). I did and Eureka!! all the letters numbers and symbols were blazing across the digital screen for about 5 seconds at which point the digital screen cracked with the added pressure in a specific point on the back. Expletives deleted for about 10 minutes and then came lots of pacing.
I fucked some shit up again, and there is no way I'm admiting it this time. this watch is getting fixed...and I will have to lie to carrie until a certain package arrives from a little rainforest I know.