This weekend I went to Camden and helped mi' Padre tile his floor. He chose really nice 16x16 tile, and I convinced them to lay it diagonally. It's going to turn out beautiful once it's grouted and the adhesive is cleaned up.
Funny thing though. Razor knifes cut. I was opening another box of tile with about 30 tiles left to go, and the strap slipped and I plunged the knife into my forearm. Instantly realizing stiches were necessary, I pinched the flesh back together and thought about some gauze and tape... hmmph... tiled away into the kitchen~! Wouldn't be able to get to them for 24 hours!
Colin, who I should mention outworked me this weekend, and was a real champ, helped me find a rag and some electrical tape. Having punctured myself a few times before, I realized this meant 300 dollar co-pay time if I didn't get back to Beaufort. So I left and drove back 2.5 hrs. I did go to a grocery and pick up some bacitracin, gauze and medical tape though. I also picked up a few odd looks in perusing the isles with my arm wrapped in a cut up nightgown and electrical tape. How funny...
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