I had an accident with a razor knife yesterday. The double-sided tape I used on the rope light project proved to be inadequately strong, so I took down the parts that hadn’t already fallen down, reinforced the channel strips with screw-in C-clips, and hung it all back up again. A few feet from the end, while trimming back some of the plastic, I slipped and cut a gash into the side of my arm, which quickly became a bloody mess. Uh oh. Ran downstairs, enlisted Alexis’ help, and then spent three and a half hours sitting in the emergency room doing a whole lot of waiting, which eventually resulted in five stitches, a tetanus shot, and some vicodin. No serious damage, it seems, but this will make the remainder of my move more complicated.
Speaking of the move: the piano guys did their thing today. My piano is down in the garage for the next week or two, so we don’t have to deal with rearranging the living room to accomodate it right before this weekend.
Lesley and I are starting to fit out our shared balcony/porch area. She cleared off all the accumulated moss, pine needles, and the like, and I set up a table & chair, some candlesticks, and a pair of lawn torches. We’re still making plans, but there will be many plants and possibly a fountain out there.
I got a second cell phone yesterday, to replace my business line. Now my office is completely portable.
My brother Michael called; he is apparently moving from Georgia to Ft. Lewis, down near Tacoma. I don’t know how much time he will get away from his duties, but perhaps we’ll have chances to see each other this summer.
Too weird.
I managed to gash my hands last night moving tempered glass when one sheet exploded.
Cut the crap out of my gloves and cut my right hand on the knuckles pretty good. No stitches though.
Sounds like your new place is coming along nicely
Comment by norm — April 26, 2007 @ 1:28 pm
Owie! Sorry to hear you got hurt. I guess it is a good thing we did not have band practice.
Comment by Dawn — April 26, 2007 @ 8:52 pm
Sound like yours was way worse though
Comment by norm — April 27, 2007 @ 8:57 am
Hey Mars, sorry to hear about the emergency room trip. The few trips I’ve made to them have felt like I’ve left a few years of my life behind in the waiting area. Hope you’re doing better.
I was writing to ask you a favor. My mom is in CA visiting various friends from ages past and she wanted to get in contact with your mom. I was wondering if you could send me an email with a way for my mom to contact your mom. I appreciate it.
By the way, cool paint job. Decided on whether to do that mariner’s compass?
Comment by Rachel — April 30, 2007 @ 7:44 pm
I decided against the compass design. There’s enough going on in this room that I felt like it would be overkill. In fact I think I will leave the wall entirely empty of decoration – the monitor and speakers are a pretty significant focal point already, and the opposite wall is the red one with three Mucha prints, so it feels good to counter it with something neutral.
I’ll email you my mother’s contact info.
Comment by mars — May 1, 2007 @ 4:40 pm