Okay, this is a hard story to tell. When you feel like the biggest dumbass on the planet it is hard to tell on yourself.

Most of you know that I had a small accident this past Monday, typical Monday drive to work, and then a DHL truck plowing into me on the way home.

So, most of the week I have been very sore, and a lot of pain in the neck, and lower back. Well we had to cancel our 10 days of sailing up the Chesapeake Bay because of that, and a few other things that had come up the last few days. One of which is my wife wanting the house finished. Our sod was delivered Saturday morning, two weeks late, and we decided to paint some in the Kitchen while we waited for them to finish putting the sod down.

After several hours of putting paint on the walls, and my back killing me, I was ready to quit. Then the phone rings, and it is Skip calling to tell me he has driven to town, and Tony is going to check out his brake issue, and would we like to see the car, visit, etc. Hell Yeah, anything but PAINT.

So we quit painting, clean up the mess, and go take showers. Well Brenda was first in the shower, and I was just ready to get in my shower when I hear "Markie, I need you"... so I go back downstairs to see what she needed.

*** Now keep in mind I have been on Flexeral, Vicadin, and BEER****

I open her bathroom door and she says to me "the water is cold, the damn hot water heater isn't working." Now I know when you open a bathroom door, and STEAM comes out, it's probably some damn hot water around close by. But being the good husband I am, I grab my flashlight, screwdriver (to open the cover to the hot water heater) and start up the stairs to the attic. Now our hotwater heater is only accessible thru the bedroom closet, pull down the stairs, and then climb up into the attic. Well I do that just fine, but just as I make that last step, I catch my toe on an edge, and stumble ever so slightly. Now with my back killing me I am trying not to jerk, or snatch my back, so I step a little long to land softer..... sadly, I land where you don't wish to step. STRAIGHT thru the ceiling I go.... fortunately I have a nail, and board stop me from dropping 28' to the foyer. 2 inches further to the left and it would have been ugly.

Speaking of UGLY, if you have never seen $3,000.00 worth of plaster, sheet rock, and insulation laying all over the staircase, foyer, etc.. YOU haven't seen UGLY. It was a friggen mess, spent a good two hours cleaning up the mess.

In the meantime, I have three messages from Skip. He, and Dave, are just down the road at K-Mart and wanted to stop by. Of course I am vacuuming up the mess and don't here that. Then Skip calls back and says "hey, we stopped by anyway, knocked, and nobody answered". Well as you can imagine I am still sucking up 200 lbs of plaster, and shit, so I don't hear the knocking. And if I had, I am not sure I would have opened the door. I would have been way to embarrassed to show my stupidity. So I choose to show it here where it rightfully belongs.

BAD WEEK, hoping next week works out better.

 

 

Damn Mark. Don't even know what to say. Hope things look up for you this week.

 

Mark, Mark, Mark.. a great week it's been! It can only get better from here!

 

Ouch. Sorry to hear about that Mark. But I'm sure after everything was cleaned up, you had a good laugh.

 

The good news is when shit happens, it mops up. Like you said another 2" and it would have been a lot worse. Sorry to hear about your week Mark.

 

Maybe you can DHL to pay for the hole in the roof too

Sorry I missed you two yesterday

 

CWEA.

 

Thanks guys for all the kind words.

You can start laughing at me now.. I am

 

Alex, sorry that we missed you both as well. My timing isn't much better than my other luck lately.

Can't wait to see Mabel's bike... Sounds like she is ready to strap on something more powerful between her legs...