Ok, I've got a good one. When I first moved out of my parents house...omg, it was such a big move for me...anyways, I had everything set up beautifully...without the help of my dad, who used to do everything for me. I had bought a new tv and decided to put up a shelf to put it on. (I watched too much HGTV) I had no idea about studs...can you see where this is going? So, I get the shelf up and put the tv on, plug it in and stand back to admire my handiwork.
In slow-motion I watched the entire wall break!!!!! My shelf, my new tv and the wall sat on the floor in a heap of dust and debris. The hole in the wall was...oh, lets see....2 feet by 2 feet??
I still get teased...the phone call home to my dad was a mess of incoherant tears and choking on drywall dust.
Anyways, thats my little story. When my dad came over to help me fix my boo-boo he took me over to Home Depot and bought me a tool box (with a can of purple spray paint) and picked out all the tools that I would need for future "home improvement projects" and he showed me how to use each tool. The most important tool was this crazy device called a "stud finder". And no, it did not help me find a man.
Redvet...you are in my thoughts. I cant even begin to imagine your loss. But I bet he's smiling down at you believing in every move you make! |