Ok so just have to say those are really swanky stairs! Good job husband!Good morning y’all! Temps are creeping up above freezing today, but we haven’t reached that point just yet!Right now it’s still cold and misty and the moisture is making the stairs and sidewalks VERY slick! You want to know how I figured this out? Well, I was headed out to open the pop doors and sit out morning rations. I stopped at the shop and grabbed two freshly filled 3 gallon waters and then proceeded around the back to the coops. There is a retaining wall between the shop and the coop so DH built me a set of stairs so I could quit sliding down the hill by the house.
Here’s a few pictures for reference.
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So I’m walking around the shop with waterers in hand and an ice cream bucket with warm oats so both hands are full. I begin my decent and on my second step down, my life flashed before my eyes. My foot slid out from under me, the waterers tumbled down the stairs and the lid came off the bucket of oats. Y’all. I found myself on the cold, wet ground, covered in oats trying to remember my name.
I took a moment to assess the damage. No broken waterers. No broken bones. I think I’m good. After collecting my pride I continued to the coop to complete morning chores. The chooks were so happy to see me and I thought, “wow, they really missed me!” But then I realized they were only crowding me to eat the oats off my pants and boots.
I am safe inside now with a fresh change a clothes and under a warm blanket. Pretty sure I’m going to have some bruising (mostly to my ego) but all in all, I think I am okay. I’m laughing about it now. My DH is always telling me to slow down. Maybe he has a point!