Quite literally. I've sort of become the new chief tractor operator on the farm - the two guys who used to handle that sort of thing have left, leaving me as the only one who knows for example how to pick up and move crates. I know how on most days, anyway. Today wasn't one of them. I have lots of things to blame - my poor depth perception, my wonky corneas, the sleeping pill I took last night which turns me into a semi zombie, the lack of caffeine, me being slightly over-confident, the list is long. But the fact remains that I almost managed to fuse a wall and a wooden crate together permanently, today. The crate was in bad shape even before it met me, and the wall wasn't spiffy either, but both looked considerably worse for wear after I'd miscalculated a wee bit and hit the wall with the wooden crate, knocking off the entire side of the crate, and a few wooden boards off the wall. Thank god for hammer and nails. And nice coworkers who refrains from mocking me, and helps me repair the wreckage in stead. Oh well, that's me. Ambitious - but rubbish.
Oh, and yay for easter holiday!
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