Good day Mates. Hope everyone made it through Monday ok. Last night after I went to bed, the tele rang and the oldest son called saying he'd made it ok. Thanked me for being strong when he needed it-so he wouldn't lose it and cry in front of his friends and family. He then informed me I was a royal pain in the butt and ought to have been a drill sergeant, but that it was ok, and he loved me and to squeeze little brother for him. I was proud and excited and wide awake as he hung up. As I stood up to stretch-I forgot about the good ole ceiling fan I installed and lost all knuckle skin on both hands. I promptly informed the fan what I thought about it.
Moral of the story-keep body parts out of ceiling fans.