Job Well Done... Roger

How come shit just don't feel done unless I screw something up?  

Earlier tonight...

I got the broken old wheel off the piano, and the new wheel on.  

 

Every thing went amazingly easy. 
 

Big screws wrenched in just fine into real solid wood too. 

As I laid on my back in a moment of victory...

 

I pondered how really stinking EASY that was. 

To make matters EVEN BETTER, I only needed to do one wheel!! 

The wheel my friend purchased was the same exact size as the other ones! 

What GREAT luck!!! 

Feeling triumphant, quickly I stood up, thinking "ICE CREAM TIME!"

 

AND immediately smashed my head on the hanging pots!

 

Seeing stars, and as I landed on my knees, 

 

I banged my chin on the cross member behind the piano and bit my tongue.

"POOOOOOP!!!! AHHHHHHH!!!!  NUUUUUTS!!!!

(You all know that's exactly what came out of MY mouth!)

I sat... 

I sat some more....

I rubbed my head, spit some blood on the kitchen floor and thought to myself...

"Well... Now it FEELS like I'm done this project."

BACK TO REALITY

Just cleaning and organizing the house tonight.
Tomorrow, cut the grass, paint house trim on back of house, touch up bedroom paint,
install the bifold doors in the middle bedroom, scrub the kitchen floor, and take another load to the dump.  

 

Oh! And I got to pick up Susan from the airport.

I'm down to just busy work now.

I'm cool this weekend.  Thanks to Everyone...

 
Campy Out!