Never laugh at your husband getting hit...

Another weekend of demo on Brigadoon. We are working on this kitchen in segments as we move towards our start date. Our contractor is going to stop by this week to take a look at the conduit we discovered in the soffits and to hopefully reveal our start date. The living with a kitchen that is spread out over 2.5 tables is getting old and I know I have a minimum of eight more weeks of this.

This weekend we finished removing the last of the upper cabinets and the soffit along the back wall and stove wall. As Kevin was pulling on some of the soffit over the stove, a large piece of it fell down from the ceiling and smacked him across the forehead. I asked if he was ok and he was, but I looked at him and told him that it was going to leave a mark. This made me think to Monday when everyone at work would be inquiring "What happened?" which made me laugh. He of course took it as though I was laughing "AT" him and I wasn't.

Anywho.


As we continued working to clean up as much as possible, we started using wire cutters to cut at the plaster grids along the wall and ceiling. Kevin decided to mow the lawn and left me to continue working with the plaster grids.
I was standing on a step stool in front of the sink and began to pull at some of the grid I had just cut when I lost my balance.


I fell and hit the countertop with the side of my face and chin, I landed on the floor supported by my right knee (the one I had surgery on eight weeks ago). Upon feeling that surge of pain, I ended up somehow having the right side of my head hit the handle on one of the cabinets which led to an immediate cone-shaped knot protruding from my head.

Surprisingly, you can only see a bruise on my knee just above the incision marks and one on my right arm. There are no bruises on my face, yet I have the sensation that someone struck the side of my face with a board and it is very sore. Kevin keeps testing me with questions such as "What year is it?", "Who is the President?", etc.

So, our plans for next weekend...remove this set of cabinets...which means more stuff to put on the table.




And if we can get to it..start the demo on the wall between the kitchen table and family room.



I often think back to almost 12 years ago when Kevin and I got married. He basically had little to no skills in the home improvement department and he will readily admit it. I tell the story every so often...when we lived in our duplex in Highland, IN when we first got married, he literally used a Hot Glue gun to hang up our current rods. Now look at him. He is equipped with a Sawzall, crow bar and a hammer among many other tools. He doesn't have a tool belt, but I think through this kitchen project, he certainly has earned one.

So the title of this post is correct...Never laugh at your spouse getting hit as it will come back to bite you in the a$$.