Hi, duchie
That was the night I forgot to add drain holes in the drip tray for my strawberries.
As soon as I realized my mistake, it was too late, as I'd already watered.
I mixed the soil for the strawberries to be fast draining (50/50 soil/perlite) and by the time I put down the watering jug the tray had filled up with the nasty run-off, right up to the brim.
I had poo-water sloshing all over and no way to put the (now heavy) flower box & tray down, and every time I made a tiny move, more would slosh out.
So I got one end resting on the shelf in the grow box and, while trying to figure out how to do it without spilling too much more, I kind of vented with a good right hand hay maker.
Not the brightest thing, but, well, that's me.
No broken bones, just a bit of a dent in the box.
I think that's the first time my wife ever saw me hit something.
For the record, my growbox weighs in at 350-lbs, and it has another 200-lbs of stuff stored on top of it, so I built it to be a solid mofo.
As for my doctor's visit, the numbers weren't great, so I have to go back in for a follow up in 3 months.
And I get more chemo, which sucks, since I am now out of wackus tobbacus.
Ah well, could be worse.
*and I finally got my doctor to start looking into my fingers joints aching (never in 40 years of playing music). He thinks it might be early stages of arthritis, so they x-ray'd both hands and will let me know what they see.