Yep, I managed not to hurt myself at all doing the demolition on the boys' bath, not with the flying shards of tile, not even carrying the heavy stuff out to the curb. Then we farmed out the trade work, plumbing, electrical and tiling so I couldn't injure myself there could I? Well, I suppose I could have dropped a 24"x17" Ferroker floor tile on my foot while appreciating its beautiful bronze and pewter tones but, no, I managed to photograph it without crushing anything vital (or breaking the tile) so kudos to me.
Yesterday evening, though, I was excitedly running upstairs to see what the tiler had done during the day, when I failed to leave enough clearance between my toes and the baby gate we use to keep the dogs out of the tiler's way. It hurt like hell and this morning it is a pretty shade of purple. Can't bend it either.
Worst is, I can't brag that I did it engaged in a house renovation project. It was just a clumsy moment. Bah.
Friday, March 16, 2007
Spoiler Alert-injured toe pic below (fuzzy)
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Worst is, I can't brag that I did it engaged in a house renovation project.
Oh, feh. Yes you can. You did it while carefully inspecting the work.
Or, to quote from "Blast from the past," Lie if you have to.
(and OUCH!!! That really does look like it hurts!! I think you need a different nail polish to go with the purple, though.)
ouchie!
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