Made a slight mistake last night. I was measuring the upstairs room to determine how many of the 1"X 4"s I was going to need for the baseboards and I stepped backwards into a bucket of soapy water behind me. I knew I had erred as soon as the water shot down my pants leg into my crotch. This occurred as I was flying/crashing/bumping down all of the steps into the living room, missing not one of them. I think I broke two toes on the left foot, as well as bruising around 30% of my epidermis and causing my left buttock (for youse guys in Parma, dat's my butt cheek) to swell up and HURT TO SIT ON. Yes, I deserve the "Golden Moron" Award. The L&T was firmly convinced I was "Dead, Jim", but since I was wearing a t-shirt and not a red tunic, I survived the Far-away Team experience.
Hopefully, I'll be bruise-less by the time the kids come home for Christmas. We'll see.
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I'm glad it was a slight mistake.
How many more bones would you have had to break in order to cross the threshold into a "big" mistake?
Glad you aren't assuming ambient temp.
Not as glad as the kids. The L&T asked me to wish you and Sara Jean (and BB) a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. As you can tell, I'm too lazy to e-mail you right now. Best of luck, amigo.
Well, it's hard to concentrate on email when your butt-cheek is demanding so much attention, right?
Happy Christmas to all of you, compadre. Maybe we'll get that Dayton trip done this year!
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