We live in a fixer-upper. We have completed a few projects in making this house a home. All our projects have been carefully planned and carried out with thoughtful consideration.

Which is why, last night, it was a surprise to both of us when we accidentally started our next improvement project. Since it was a surprise, you probably think that we did something that we didn?t mean to do. And you are correct. Except, when I say ?we? I mean, ?me.?

I did not mean to put my left leg through our living room ceiling.

Yeah, that?s right, go ahead and laugh. I fell through the ceiling and it wasn?t very graceful.

I was in the attic putting away (finally!) the things we had brought down for Christmas. The attic has a light, but it is in the back of the attic and doesn?t bring much light toward the front of the attic where the Christmas boxes are stored. I was pretty sure I knew exactly which box to get to and I started to step my way through the boxes. We have OSB laid across the rafters, but in some areas, we have to balance on the actual rafters like some sort of balance beam ballet from the Cirque de Soleil.

Well, I thought I was stepping on the OSB, when I should have been practicing my beam work.

It happened really fast, but I caught myself and Damon hurried up to the attic to help me out of the hole. I have bruises down the left side of my body and somehow I bruised my right calf muscle.

But, lesson learned. When remodeling, it is always best to use power tools instead of body parts.

(And a quick, but very powerful praise… when the insulation and sheetrock fell to the living room floor, some of it landed on Fuller’s exersaucer. The praise is that Fuller was not in the exersaucer at the time. God was (and always is) protecting us at that moment.)

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