Instead, I've built a playhouse, taken an emergency trip for six days, done home improvement (major and minor) and taken care of all sorts of things from work.
One of the largest tasks has involved ripping apart a bathroom to take care of a plumbing issue. For reasons that I don't care to go into, I ended up having to solder a copper t-junction...while said t-junction was in place under a bathtub. Inside the house. Not the preferred method, since soldering (for the unitiated) involves a blowtorch and molten metal.
So I had the Witch standing by with a fire extinguisher. I'm laying on my back, holding the melting metal in one hand, and blowtorch in the other, watching very carefully to make sure I'm not going to burn down the house, not looking at the Witch but hoping she has the extinguisher at the ready.
All of a sudden, I hear a "PFFFT" sound and I can't see or breathe. And I consequently drop the torch. I manage to breathlessly fumble around and turn off the torch before I do any damage, managing to keep most of my major digits in the process. I turn around, and am greeted by a slightly startled Bardo, holding the fire extinguisher.
I am somewhat ashamed to say that I yelled rather loud. But I did apologize later.