In the last 15 months or so since we started renovating Gunk Haus we have been blessed with an absence of injuries. Sure, there are occasional cuts, skin rips, and hammer-hits-thumbs, and our bodies are aching all the time from the physical work, but nothing major.
Our tools and clothing have not fared so well. I have gone through several ripped pants, one pair of boots (though my old military boots are starting to go as well), and numerous work gloves.
Today's victim was E!'s power drill. It did not survive the six foot drop off a ladder (I am sorry, Tom, to report its death, it didn't have to suffer though, but it was a fine drill all its life).
So we set out to get E! another power drill. That set in motion a whole journey across three counties, because our dear friend Jerry gave us this 10% off coupon for Lowe's, and I needed some tools, too, and oh, why don't we look for a new washer then.
Therefore, another victim of today was the day itself, but we did get E! a fancy new power drill.
Happy Birthday, Amy ...