It is time I started an anti-bucket list. It is a list of all the things I NEVER want to do again. Normally I am not a big fan of using caps to emphasize specific words. In this case I am going to let it slide because I really hate the things on this list in a world blistering death kind of way. I cannot remember all of them, but on Sunday I managed to achieve one more.
I never want to hang sheetrock again. Never again. It is evil. That shit is heavy. But more than anything I hate the stupid lift. I hate it. Even looking at a picture of one makes me sooo angry I can perfectly imagine slowing ripping the thing to pieces and then burning the rest in an incinerator. Which would be really difficult since it's predominantly metal and I am not Iron Man.
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| This is what death looks like (photo). |
I will spare you the horrific details about how I spent an entire day locked in a sweltering garage with my parents while attempting to hang giant slabs of almost concrete. Just thinking about it makes me want to cry. It was an awful experience that I never want to have again.
Excellent idea, the anti-bucket list. I may have to think on that.
ReplyDeleteMy true NEVER is a bit disturbing, so perhaps, I will reach for rather nots.