Falling from the Sky...

Well, not really. But today, I went into the attic above the garage to get a toy for Reese that had been Wyatt's as a baby. I got the toy successfully and then stepped to get to the ladder...but stepped on the only part of the attic not covered with plywood. And then I realized that I was falling through the ceiling. I'm not the first in my family to do this. My brother fell through his right after he moved into his new house. Fortunately, it was only my right leg that fell through and I stopped myself before I fell further, but I won't be going up in the attic again ever.

Here's the damage I did....