I mentioned yesterday that I played with powertools this weekend. It was great fun.
See, Alien put this maze up for Oliver's Halloween party. And it consisted of 4 foot fence posts and black tarp running around the back patio.
Well the tarp came down November 1st. But in order to take the fence apart, you needed powertools.
A drill to be more specific.
But I figured Alien would get around to it in a week or so, so I didn't worry.
And then he didn't.
And Bean wasn't feeling great, so he didn't.
And Perry never does anything without being directly asked.
So for almost 2 weeks, I haven't been able to use my back gate or patio.
Saturday I got tired of it.
I called Perry and asked him if he would put the screwdriver thingy on the end of the drill for me when he came over to pick up Oliver's stuff (because I had no idea how to do that part). He did.
And off to take apart the fence I went.
At first I just did the part blocking the back gate, since it was really the pain in the ass, because our driveway goes to the back gate, not the front door, and I have a hard enough time getting Mom to pull all the way up in the driveway when the gate is unblocked, let alone when it's blocked.
Then I waited, because Bean was sleeping for work Saturday night.
When 3:00 rolled around and Bean left for work, I went out to finish the job.
I got all of it taken apart and set to the side and was working on the very last piece when the screw came out a little more quickly than I was expecting and the whole 6 foot section of fence fell on my right foot.
And it hurt like a sonnofabitch.
And I'm not positive that I didn't break something, since it's swollen and a little black around the edges.
Do you see why I don't play with powertools??
It's not because I'm not capable. It's because there is always someone else who can do it better and faster than me and without a fence falling on their foot.