|engraving of the infamous Kraken|
Mr. Oblivious and I were working on a honey do on the back porch. My grandparents swing (over 100 years old), which has been pictured in my blog with kids atop it, had developed an age associated malady....it was coming apart in the back and getting a little wonky. So we were putting the mend to it. It is monsoon season here and we love to sit on the porch and watch the lightening storms and listen to the rumbling thunder and swing. So we needed to get it done. I came inside to get a small hammer from my household tool drawer.
I need to stop here in the story to tell you, this is a sore spot at my house....always has been. Mr. O has a garage full of tools, LEAVE MY STUFF ALONE because you lose, misplace, can't remember where you put yours and I have a drawer for mine. So put it back in the drawer when you use mine. Well over time, either the drawer becomes empty or crammed....nobody listens.
So when I tried to pull out the drawer and it would only open 2 inches, I knew, yet once again, someone had abused drawer privileges and I was gonna have to jiggle the darned thing to get whatever was crammed to move. So I proceeded to jiggle.....nothing. So I got the flashlight (which I hide so I can find it when I need it) and took a peek inside, as best as I could. The small hammer was wedged up into the front of the cabinet, keeping the drawer from opening. I turned my hand upside down and kinda backwards to try to free it and the back of hand started to burn. It took awhile to get my hand extricated and then I went to tell Mr. O, he needed to get the drawer unstuck. As I was telling him this he asked what was wrong with my hand and I looked and there was this golf ball size blue blood blob under the skin getting larger with every second.
I came inside and applied an ice pack to the boo boo and sat down for a bit. The swelling seemed to dissipate so I went outside to help Mr. O put up the swing. Well stupid story long. It got even bigger. I got icky feeling and Mr. O took charge and made me sit an elevate the blood blob hand.
|Pirate's hand with the black spot marking them for death, not mine from the drawer|
Instead I didn't get anything else done yesterday...sorry lovelies. I'll try harder.................