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| What I could have looked like, post electrical surge |
Today I
am simply grateful to be alive. I know it sounds dramatic, but in yet another
display of why I should not be allowed to perform domestic tasks unsupervised,
I almost electrocuted myself tonight. How I hear you ask? It was quite easy
actually.
The story starts with Rocco eating something he
shouldn't – as many dramas in our house do. I came home to find Rocco
had somehow dragged the electrical chords from under the TV and stereo. Hae
managed to chew clean through almost every cord. In my impatience to watch TV,
I (rather stupidly) decided to plug the one semi-chewed lead back into the
power-board to see if it still worked. BANG! In a split second a loud
electrical bang filled the room, my hand was covered in black soot and
the plug was blown clean off the lead. What the hell was I thinking? My
impatience almost killed me. Needless to say, James was not impressed when I
relayed the story. Me, I'm just grateful to be alive.
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