An ex-boyfriend once described me as the clumsiest person he'd ever met. With this in mind, I probably shouldn't DIY.
Today I have:
- poured boiling water over myself (twice) (wallpaper steamer)
- tried to dismount the side of the bath while standing on my own trouser hem (twice)
- attempted to use an empty paint can as a step and fallen over
- sustained carpet burn to my arse while attempting to move a massive pile of planks with my legs
- had to remove paint from my eye
- trapped my arm in a clothes airer (not strictly DIY)
- sealed my armpits so that paint won't ever flake off them
and generally turned my poor husband's hair slightly greyer with my frequent shrieks and squeals. If we had more money then men would be doing this, not me.
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