A fluorescent bulb, that is. The answer is two.... One man to get the package out, take out one bulb and LEAVE the remaining bulb leaning precariously next to the extra extension cords, then go complete the task. The woman is supposed to follow behind him and put the remaining bulb safely away with the other bulbs.
Back track to this morning. I got up and after a quick cup of coffee went out to help get the park ready for the weekend. Despite the fact that we have tried to find some help with the mowing and weed eating, we have yet to find someone who likes manual labor. So with all the things that need to be accomplished this week I grabbed the mower to get started on the sites. I was actually going along quite well, looking ahead and calculating in my mind how much I could get accomplished before love of my life needed to leave for work. I hit a small rock, well it wasn't so small because most of it was underground. The blade must have hit it just right, because it pulled it out of the little hole it had been residing in and flung it at me. It missed me, but it bent the blade. I tipped up the mower and it didn't look too bad. I started it back up and found that it not only mowed but would dig a little valley as well.
I abandoned thoughts of mowing today, realizing the blade will need to be fixed. I had asked someone to repair the picnic tables and move the huge tire rim to the bon fire site. This was not done so I started working on that project. With some help from a boy camping here we got the fire pit pretty much cleaned up and we moved a lot of rocks and dirt. My next project was going to be moving the firewood to a more accessible location....... but decided to wait until I could mow in that area. Gee, I wish I had moved that wood!
Saw hubby off to work and kept working on different projects, trimming bushes and raking up piles of cuttings and picking some apples.........only to get stung by either a bee or a wasp several times. What ever it was flew in the armhole of my shirt. I stuck a sign in the door and got into the shower. The phone rang while I was in the shower and I actually took a reservation standing with soap all over me.
I was out of anything that would help with the swelling and itching, so decided to leave the sign up instructing anyone neding a site to use the night registration and go to the local grocery and pick up some benadryl creme. I found some bargains and picked up the milk, eggs, and bread for the weekend. I got home a little after 7:30 and unloaded the car and returned the calls on the answering machine. I slathered my arm with the benadryl and put up the groceries with a pounding headache.
A late arrival showed up and I checked him in, all the while longing to lock up and succumb to the headache. Just as I was about to close up, he came back. He wants firewood....the firewood that I didn't move. The firewood that I will have to walk through some tall grass to get. In the dark. Lots of snakes have been spotted lately and I don't like snakes. I pull my car around and shine the lights on the wood as I carefully tip toe through the grass and get enough wood for the campers.
I drive to the site they are sitting in....in their car. They have rented a tent site and are new to camping and not sure whta they are doing. I send them to a flatter spot, all the while wondering why you wouldn't stop before dark if you needed to set up a tent. But, whatever, I just want desperately to unload the wood and come back to the store to get some aspirin. They wonder aloud how they will be able to use electricity since they have no extension cord. Of course I offer to loan them one and head back to get it...........
I grab the extension cord and the fluorescent bulb hits the floor sounding like a gunshot enhancing the ache in my head. There are tiny little shards of glass everywhere and I am torn between sweeping up the mess and getting the cord to the campers so I can tend to my headache. I take a step forward and feel a stab to the bottom of my foot where a piece of the bulb had flown inside the sandal on my foot. I gingerly pulled the shard of glass out of my foot and walked to the site and delivered the cord. I came back and swept up the mess and took some aspirin, then cleaned up my bloody shoe.
Think I will go to bed now................ Tomorrow will be better........won't it?
8 comments:
O you are having a patch of what I have had lately! I hope all is better now. I had just left you a comment on your last post, when this popped up! Hope you feel better!
Usually the day from hell only lasts one day... here's hoping!
Jeez Kathy. One of those days. You were snake bit in every sense but the literal one.
What a horrible day right from the beginning. I sure hope this day is better.
Sounds like you had what they call "one of those days." Yes, I am sure tomorrow will be better for you. :-)
Sounds like one of those days. Hope the foot is feeling better soon!
Jeez, I wish I thought you were trying to be funny! What a horrible day. Hope it's the only one this year.
I sure hope you're having a better week!
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