Just Call Me Lucky

Today was not a day of luck for me. I find it a tad funny now thinking of it but not when they happened. So, I had to go to my storage unit this afternoon to organize and pack these huge bar stools in my car. The first one I got in with no problem but the second one was a bit of a challenge since I had to fit it like a puzzle into my back seat with the other one. I slid my body in between the metal pieces of the stand so I could get it in. Not realizing my nose was less then an inch away from the medal piece which was next to my car frame. So when I went to lift my head up so I could get out my bridge of my nose got in the way of both pieces and I slammed it into the metal of the bar stool! My eyes began to water and I am surprised I didn't get a bloody nose! OUCH! Now I laugh because this is something only I would have done to hurt myself in such a way. It is OK, just a bit red and tomorrow I am sure a little blue. OK, so what can be worse right? Well let me tell you what then happens when I get home. I unload the car find, no body parts get in the way. I figure since I am dirty and sweaty from storage I might as well empty the three ceramic pots filled with dirt I want to take with me. Since two are large I cant pick them up so I have to empty the dirt shovel by small shovel at a time. I am cold and tired and my back hurts but by this time I am on the last pot and only have about 1/4 to go. I hit something hard and know it is a huge piece of a broken ceramic pot inside under the dirt. Side note: The broken pieces help hold water in pots. In case you are wondering why they are in the dirt. Anyway, So I cant seem to get it with the shovel so I put my hand in the remaining dirt and am trying to get a good grip with my finger tips of the edge of this huge piece. Finally I yank it out and as I am pulling it out to throw away I notice...ANTS!!! A billion of the tiniest ants you have ever seen. All over the remaining dirt, the ceramic piece I just pulled out and all over my hand!!! Of course I freak out and swish them off but 10 min later my hand and wrist begin to burn and itch like crazy. Those stupid little buggers bit me! All over! I think it was a bit uncalled for since they are in MY pot. Anyway, I didn't finish that pot because I still cant lift it and there are so many of these tiny little devils in my pot. So I spray as much ant killer I can into the dirt and we shall continue tomorrow. I can't say I feel sorry for killing them because once again they were in MY pot and bit my entire hand and wrist! Go figure.