I Just Want To Sit On My Couch

The past few months have been really busy. A reunion band gig with new music, installing wide plank hardwood floors at Reza’s new house, finishing school XML & J2EE (not so hard, but lots of time), the Grant Thingy, finishing the office, prepping the other half of the basement for finishing over this weekend, and finally 3 days of construction on the basement. I'm pretty sure I'm forgetting some stuff.

Anyway... Monday, all my relatives had gone home and Christine and the kids were taking a nap. I was eager to sit back and relax for the first time in months. Unfortunately the handle to the lever that causes my couch to recline had been broken at some point in the past few months. So I went down to my new workshop, found the right tools, pulled apart the couch and fixed the recliner release.

Just as I was finishing Christine and the kids woke up and it was time to go to John’s Beer Can Chicken BBQ. When we got home I put Conner to bed, and Christine started Alex’s bedtime ritual. This was it! I was going to sit on my couch and relax for the first time in months! And there was goin to be no guilt about having something else I should be doing…

Then I remembered the garbage needed to be put at the curb. Just finish that and I can sit on the couch... So I went out to the garage put together 5 large bags of garbage. There was a lot extra from the construction. As I was putting the last bag down at the curb, something sticking out of the bag scraped the front of my right leg and I bled all over my new sneakers…

At this point I’m thinking... Crap... Now I need to find a way to sit on the couch without bleeding all over it. So I walked inside got some paper towels, and made myself confortable on the couch. Ahhhhhhh finally here I was sitting in my reclining couch!

About 15 minutes later Christine came down, saw the pile of bloody paper towels and yelled at me for not going to the doctor. I explained that it was just a scratch but she would have none of it, going as far as to call my neighbors to help ridicule me into going to the doctors. It’s a good thing I have a wife that loves me because there was no way I was getting of that couch of my own free will.

So I drove to the emergency room. The doctors & nurses were all very nice and happened to be the same group that was on duty during a previous visit to the ER for Conner. They gave me 6 stitches while I helped one of the nurses with a computer problem she was having (something about video codecs and windows XP).

I finally got home at ~11pm popped in the X-men 1 DVD and reclined on my couch. It was worth the wait.