Nothin' to see here, people, move along. Ok, if you insist on staying, atleast take your shoes off and make yourself comfortable. Once I get started...well, you could be here for a while. (Just ignore the typos. I do.) Yes, snacks are allowed as long as you share and clean up after yourself. Oh yeah, hey...if you happen to see my scissors around here, could you let me know. I could have sworn I had them right here a minute ago.
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
I'm going up...if you don't hear from me in an hour, call 911.
Ok, I don't want to do this again but I must venture into the attic once again to pull out my snowmen villiage. Sam wants me to put it out. For the record....I don't want to drag it down because it is a pain in the you know what. However, because it is Chrismtas and Sam really wants me to put it out...I will. Dang kids! Last week when I went up to get my angel and my window candles out, I smacked my head on a rafter and about knocked my self out. Actually my head still is tender but thank goodness that GOD blessed me with a hard Kaster head othewise I would have been in the hospital for sure. I hit it HARD. I refuse to repeat the words I may have said in pain after a few minutes because at first I was too stunned to say anything at all. I just clutched my head in my arms and quickly sat down so I wouldn't fall backwards and through the attic ladder opening. Wish me luck, here I go.
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No need to make that phone call! I made it up and back down twice without causing much damage to myself.
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