The toolbox A humorous tale.
THE TOOLBOX
This tale is a complete work of fiction. In no way does it mirror real life. The only real characters in this tale are myself, my lovely wife, and the toolbox, who shall remain anonymous.
I have been slowly moving my tools and gear from the truck body, where they have resided since I first moved in, to my new workshop.last thing I had left to move was a toolbox, full of tools.
Now this box wasn’t large, but it was heavy and awkward when full. I had contemplated removing the tools, thus rendering the box light enough for me to carry by myself. But this would take time, and as I was wanting to finish the task, decided that, with the help of my lovely wife and a small wagon, we could accomplish the task in short order.
I asked my lovely wife to bring the wagon to the door of the truck body while I puttered around inside.
I was not paying any mind to her when she pulled the wagon up and stepped inside.
We carefully lifted the toolbox, and being the gracious husband I am, told her I would be the one backing out.
Things went as planned, until I stepped out of the truck body and my foot went neatly into the wagon.
Now the wagon, having suffered much abuse at our hands while hauling firewood from where is cut, to where it is stacked, had had enough at this point, and decided,at that moment, to head for the end of the driveway and freedom.
I can, with authority, tell you that those gals that can do a split, both legs out, butt on the floor, have nothing on me at that moment, though I really wish it didn’t hurt so much.
I, of course, had to let go of my end of the toolbox, causing my lovely wife to start to lose her balance. But not before each and every drawer had flung itself open, dumping their contents out, on me.
It was then my lovely wife let go of her end of the toolbox, causing it to join the tools, on me.
My lovely wife then, trying desperately to get herself balanced, lost it and followed the toolbox and tools, once more, on me.
I think the next time it have an idea to save work, I will just shoot myself in the foot and save time.

