It looks even worse now; very colorful. And it hurts like h-e-doublehockeysticks. I can't walk too well, so naturally I'm not helping with construction today. I had planned on still going out there, and picking up scraps of lumber and such, but even that would hurt. We'll see how it feels tomorrow.
I am looking on the bright side, though, despite the pain and embarrassment. Considering how tired I was by the time this happened(and how clumsy I am by nature), I was likely to fall at some point. And about four steps later, I would have been eight feet over the concrete patio, instead of inches over the kitchen ceiling. Drywall is much more forgiving than concrete.
And so, back to knitting. I need to make some squares for some baby blankets...
(Disclaimer: I am not in the habit of posting pictures of my legs on the internet.)