The morning started off with a really stellar cup of coffee. I mean it was so good, I filled a tall superman glass with half the pot of coffee and took it with me to work. I even finished snaking all the wiring through the attic and got the ends (which I labeled) into the mechanical room.
Now, many may not know this, but I’m pretty scared of heights and for the past few days of doing this wiring, I’ve climbed 10′ tall ladders and just worked through my fear because that’s what I do. I need to get shit done and no ladder is going to control me.
You can call it a stunt, but it was a fall. I was on this stupid wobbly step ladder about 5′ in the air, thinking I’d be ok with the wall next to me, when it suddenly started to tip. By the grace of Dog, I didn’t break a hip or a neck, so I figured I was ok. I threw that mother-flipping step ladder out and reluctantly got the bigger ladder to finish what I was doing.
So after surviving that fall, thinking I was ok and now laying in bed, I realize that I bruised and messed up my elbow and back. I’m glad I’m ok but for petes sake!!!! I’m usually positive and easygoing but I’m just ready for things to work the way they should, people to do the things they say they would do and I’m ready for this now.