Here's a giggle you...

[Bubba_Bruiser]

At my expense. You just ever had a week work of mild incidents that really just make you want to hide in a closet just because it could always be worse, doesn't mean you want to find out how much worse. Let me give you a run down of my happenings this week:
Sunday afternoon - hook the muffs up to the Bruiser and run her a few minutes. Finish that and go to turn off the water. I had took off my shoes because there was a bunch of water and I don't normally wear shoes around the yard. As I was walking to the valve I stopped for a second to look at I don't know now. I felt something on the bottom of my foot, but it took a scone for the pain to register. I had stepped on a red wasp and she was popping me and she made contact. So my foot and ankle swell up like a football. On a good note though, Tanner and I ripped some lip on Boogie's homemade chatterbaits.

Issac started making its way in so I was on constant watch for any damage or leaks. With the winds and rain, it managed to find one on a vent tube. Climbed in the attic and got that situated.

Got a stomach virus on Wednesday and left more burnouts than a NHRA event.

AC froze up tighter than dick's hatband yesterday & of course I had to mosey around in a tight area with fever and the chachas. The belly didn't appreciate that too much, nor my laundry woman.

And today, I still feel like crap, but cleanup has to start somewhere. So I get outside and pressure washing and cleaning up. I was bare footed again and stepped on a raw spot on the electrical cord for the pressure washer. Once again, electrical shocks and upset stomach don't mix.

So after a nice shower, I am going to kick back in my chair for a minute and think about how I can make it through the day without loosing a limb.

Hope y'all got a chuckle.