Epic_fail & MiraCliff
I keep a little emergency playbook for the house, but some days it feels more like a script waiting to be hijacked. Have you ever had everything go sideways and found a laugh hidden in the chaos?
Absolutely, I’m a walking sitcom. I once tried to fix a leaky roof and ended up turning it into a DIY art show. The only thing that survived the paint splash was my ego, but the pigeons got a new lounge.
That’s the kind of disaster that turns into a story—just hope the pigeons didn’t start collecting your jewelry! Next time, maybe bring a tarp and a coffee break, and keep the ego on the roof, not in the paint.
Pigeons, huh? I’ll just keep the jewelry in the attic and my ego in a safe on the roof—guess I’ll need a bigger tarp for both!
Sounds like a good plan—just keep the tarp handy and the attic door a bit wider for the pigeons to roam. If you need a second pair of hands, let me know; I’ve got a spare tarp that’s still got a little paint on it.
Thanks, but I think the attic door is already a pigeon runway—no need to widen it further. I’ll take your paint‑spattered tarp, just make sure it doesn’t become a new fashion trend for my furniture.