October 2017

I'm standing on the edge of a tub in socking feet and....I know... you're wondering. It's because socks won't mark the tub. So, there I am, when...still wondering? I'm standing on the edge to reach the ceiling joints, I am helping a friend install a new tub in a bathroom reno and am taping drywall. Anyway, I wish I could blame my friend for knocking me but it's my own clumsiness that sends me skiing into the tub. It's amazing how fast gravity brings you down. I'm moving at great speed when the end of the tub causes my feet to halt abruptly. To bad the rest of me didn't stop as well, my knees buckled and the mass of my upper body threw my head forward. It did loosen up my back some, I haven't been able to put my head between my knees since that turbulent flight from Vancouver to Victoria back in '81, that's a different story though. Now I can feel my feet getting wet, I must have broke the tap. No, that's not it, I've gone and gashed my forehead on the faucet, it's blood I'm feeling. Darn it! It's the month of vampires too. I don't like them, they'll smell the blood. I'm wishing I was like my older brother, Tony was so tough, vampires would lift the lid of their coffins to make sure he wasn't around before they came out. Well, I'm off to emergency, I kind of miss the staff there anyway.

Have a great day

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