So I try not to write too much negative stuff, but after you read how my weekend went, you will probably laugh more than anything.
On Friday, while working, I slipped in an attic and fell through the ceiling. Luckily my shin caught my fall. I ended up putting a pretty big hole in the sheetrock. I was able to have it fixed before the weekend saving me a lot of headaches.
I thought it couldn’t get any worse, but after a birthday party and running around with Mattis, I offered to help our new neighbor redo his patio to make it more secured. I loaded all my tools up and headed next door. So we had a 16 foot-2×8 board wedged above us and since there was only 2 of us, I held up one side while he put a screw in it. I don’t know what I was thinking but I walked to the other side and halfway there, the 2×8 fell right on top of my head!!! I think I’m a bit concussed still, but who knows.
You’d think that would be enough to call it a day, but I kept working. After a few more hours, we hit a stopping point and decided to go eat. I loaded up my tool bag and dropped it over the fence. All of a sudden, I hear a small explosion and a lot of hissing. That ended up being a blue can of spray paint that was pierced and exploded in my bag. Everything, and I mean everything, was coated with blue paint!!
Just remember, hard hats aren’t the worst things to have on!!