cottage update

The pictures on the right show what I managed to accomplish this weekend within the first 10 minutes of being awake on Saturday morning. I had stayed in bed as long as possible and was therefore forced to RUN like the wind to get to the outhouse. Which is uphill from the cabin (everything is uphill from the cabin).

After the third step up the hill, I tripped and smashed my right shin into the next step up, then fell over onto the same step on my right side. My very poorly thought out plan was thwarted by my stupid fucking sports sandals. The toe caught one of the steps which is made of two 2 by 6's holding back a crapload of dirt. The step I hit was also made up of a couple 2 by 6's which was left dented. My shin was also stayed dented for about a half hour. I didn't get any photographic evidence of either dent due to the SEARING pain that was shooting up my leg as well as needing whatever focus I had left so as not to lost total bladder control. But you can see the steps in the 3rd photo there. Fucking stairs.

Anyway, I made it to the outhouse and spent an enjoyable weekend of swimming, eating, drinking and reading. Today it feels like someone tried to break my legs. The right shin is still a bit swollen and still hasn't bruised yet. I may have to go see a doctor. Fucking outhouses.

Here's what Kirk managed to accomplish on the sleeping cabin up from the main one. He go the windows at the Habitat for Humanity ReStore. He's definitely a keeper.


merkley??? said...

first it just a little slip, next thing you know you're drooling and pooping your pants.

michael j fox 'n'shit

poopee shmoopee said...

i suppose i'll just have to trust in satan's plan.

i can almost guarantee it'll involve poop and drool.

Squid Vicious said...

And I quote, "Anyway, I made it to the outhouse and spent an enjoyable weekend of swimming, eating, drinking and reading."

Which leaves me to wonder, just how big is that outhouse?

Dave said...

Oh wow... sorry you got hurt shmoops.... *hug*

poopee shmoopee said...

*hugs* thanks dave!

squid: not big enough.

by the way i think my day job filing paper at the lumber yard is making me dumber.

Squid Vicious said...

I was in an outhouse once. There was just enough room to sit down. The smell was so bad I had to fart to freshen the air. I would like to see a picture of this outhouse since it is big enough to spend a weekend in - let alone all those activities?