Oh that is a great story! You story-tell so well! I also made an idiot of myself once whilst I was decorating the hallway. Our hallway is high - probably about 12 feet high and I took it upon myself to re-arrange the colors in accordance with my curtains! However, having no ownership of a pair of ladders, I had to make-do with a sturdy table, a chair, and a plastic light weight box, one on top of the other. (You can see where the story is going can't you?). My kids were young, 1 and 3, so I put them to bed for their afternoon nap, primarily really so they wouldn't get under my feed whilst I was painting. So I stacked my box on top of the chair, and the chair on top of the table and climbed up to the ceiling. A couple of minutes later in I heard a crack, I stopped breathing. You'd think I'd have the sense to descend back onto the ground floor, but no - I was on a mission! A minute later, I became distracted, enough to alter my balance slightly and the whole structure came tumbling down. I landed on my bottom and hurt myself so badly, I had to lay there for a few minutes until the nausea and breathlessness subsided. I was embarrassed at my stupid self for thinking I could re-write the rulebook on home decorating tips. I wondered how long I might be laying there - perhaps until my kids woke up? Perhaps until my husband came home from work? It crossed my mind that I could feature my own story in the commercial "I've fallen and I can't get up!". We live and learn don't we?