It's not always easy working with glass and I've had a few stellar burns, but this is to be expected. It's the hidden challenges that make life interesting. Like settling down for a spot of picture taking in a sunny window and accidentally picking the one the cat wanted.
My window!
Yes, I'm still here. By the way, that is only one cat. She's wrapped herself entirely around the dish and got her body going in two directions at once. Only a cat can do this.
Maybe outside will work out better. Oh, I forgot. It's milkweed season. It's almost as bad as cat hair for finding its way into shots.
Glass works its way into every aspect of my day. Sometimes very unexpectedly. I was sidelined yesterday with an exacerbation of my leg problem but finally found my way off the couch into the kitchen. I stepped on a short piece of stringer that had imbedded itself into the rug. It drove itself almost all the way in and I did the one-footed dance of pain until I could work up the nerve to pull it out. I did not take a picture of the glass or my foot. It wasn't pretty. Joe helped mop up the blood.
OUCHHHHHHHHHHH!
ReplyDeleteOh eek. I've had stringer under the fingernail before -- so I feel your pain!
ReplyDeleteThanks, guys! I've got a pretty high tolerance for pain, it was the surprise and having to find my pliers while standing on one foot. I think stringer under fingernails was used for torture once--much worse.
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