*might as well get this over with*
So...there I was in ~the attic~
Actually, the story isn't ~that~ bad.
We have the fold down stairs to reach the attic. When I was climbing I noticed one of the bolts on the supports was loose. So I decided to go on up and turn back around to tighten it. I had Jr. bring muh tools.
I succeeded in making it worse. So there I was in the attic, with no way to get down.
Long story short. Jr. got my nayber and he helped put the bolt back in and secure things. I was only stuck up there for about an hour.
Glad you made it out safely, sounded like a 'Christmas Vacation' moment for a minute there.
Corin, you oughta stay out of the attic. You're just tempting fate. :~)
you need to write memoirs regarding you and your attic.
*shakes head* Only you, Corin. ;o)
Actually, you have to place the story in the ~larger context~ of attic adventures. Your history with the attic is definately memoir/nanowrimo material.
bwaahahahahaaaa
well... at least yuh didn't have a skil saw...