Someone call OSHA! This blogger has lost her mind!

So, here is the portion of my foyer job that I share some of my stupidity with you all.  We are this close to removing all the wallpaper and adhesive from the foyer and attached walls in the stair well. THIS CLOSE. You can see that last little remaining section that is to high to reach...Grrrr!

                                  

To fully understand what I have done you have to know that my stairs have two entry areas that meet at the first landing. It is about 12.5 ft above the lowest stair and about 7 or 8 fee from the landing.

My plan of attack consisted of placing a regular, a-frame, two-sided ladder on the landing and strrrrrreeeettttcccchhhh as far as I could to reach the top. The ladder barely fit on the landing; the small feet on the back were fully on the landing but the larger front feet were only about half way. Although, I could reach higher than before I still couldn't stretch my body far enough to get to the top. I needed to revise this idea.  I decided that it would be best to utilize both the precariously balanced ladder AND the top of the door frame, stretching up even further to get to that last little bit. I drew this great picture for you so that you can fully visualize this mighty plan of mine:

This is SUCH a bad idea!

Who wants to guess what happened next?  DING! DING! DING! We have a winnah!  Yes, my massive stretch to the left pushed the ladder just enough to the right and I received a free flying lesson until gravity took over:

I landed on my left side leaving multiple bruises from my thigh to my arm but did not damage my head or bones. B had raced around to ensure I was OK, took away my scrapper tool (which I am glad I didn't land on), and told me how lucky I was and that I should be on my way to the ER.  After breathing through the pain and the shock I finally got up and started to place my ill-balanced ladder back on the landing.  B asked me if I was "F*****G CRAZY" because I planned on getting right back up that ladder.   I was honestly weighing the choice between finishing the wallpaper removal job in that area and my chances of falling again. I think at that point B's eyes popped out of his head along with a vein and he stomped out completely exasperated at me.

To make a long story short I went to Lowe's and bought a new ladder.  Hmppff!

OK, I think it actually does a lot of cool things but just don't tell B that!