Whilst watering plants and cleaning the birdbath yesterday, I ran into a horseshoe stake in the middle of the yard and gashed my leg. It hurts. I knew those stakes should have been pulled when I mowed last week, but I was too lazy to do that. Thus, I have paid the price, and I’m hoping I peaked in my stupidity.
Of course, I followed up the gash with some fun ceiling painting leaving my neck stiff and kinked. Perhaps I haven’t peaked yet?
