they say most accidents happen in the home.
I was drying a knife after doing some dishes (things that can't go in the dishwasher, mostly because it would damage them) and my hand slipped. I cut my left index finger. Not seriously: I just announced to the empty air (being alone in the kitchen) that that was that, grabbed a paper towel to dry the hand, and found a band-aid.
This morning, I carefully put on work gloves to remove the old wooden toilet paper holder and replace it with a new plastic one. The wooden one had broken in such a way that it got nasty splinters under Andy's finternail the last time he changed the toilet paper, and I'd announced that I would deal with it. Turned out to be easy: the cardboard from the old roll covered most of the wood. But it's now in the trash, and if/when this one breaks, it won't produce long, nasty bits of wood.
Both of these things happened when only one of us was at home. But this isn't major home repairs, this is day-to-day living.
Feh.
I was drying a knife after doing some dishes (things that can't go in the dishwasher, mostly because it would damage them) and my hand slipped. I cut my left index finger. Not seriously: I just announced to the empty air (being alone in the kitchen) that that was that, grabbed a paper towel to dry the hand, and found a band-aid.
This morning, I carefully put on work gloves to remove the old wooden toilet paper holder and replace it with a new plastic one. The wooden one had broken in such a way that it got nasty splinters under Andy's finternail the last time he changed the toilet paper, and I'd announced that I would deal with it. Turned out to be easy: the cardboard from the old roll covered most of the wood. But it's now in the trash, and if/when this one breaks, it won't produce long, nasty bits of wood.
Both of these things happened when only one of us was at home. But this isn't major home repairs, this is day-to-day living.
Feh.