Over the past week, I’ve lifted thousands of pounds of tree limbs; climbed over a rooftop, patching holes; driven through debris-filled streets without functioning traffic signals; and stood in the street, directing traffic. None of these activities injured me the way two harmless-seeming things did.

As I searched for a place to send a blog post Sunday night, I parked the car outside of the Cameron Village library. Stretching across my front seat, I sent my two blog posts while seated in the driver’s seat. Just 45 minutes in this twisted position wound up wrenching my back. Only today did it feel normal!

The other injury took place when I opened the box containing a new extension cord. The edge of the cardboard gave the knuckle of my left middle finger a wicked paper cut! All through the cleanup, I constantly brushed against this cut, aggravating me every time.

I find it funny that out of all the dangerous stuff I’ve done over the past week, this is all I’ve had to deal with. Pretty lucky, if you ask me!