New Year’s Eve day culminated into one of those “why me” moments with yet another clumsy injury. There’s really no one to blame but myself . . . and the electric fence line.
We’re putting up a shed, and with that comes garbage, which floats away from where the construction is going on, only to become wedged into the barbed wire fence running the perimeter of the property. I had been out there a few days before and had already gathered up debris, but I noticed that more garbage had accumulated in the fence line.