This morning I woke up early...still on my high from my 5k. I walked outside, sat on the porch swing, and began to wave to the neighbor man across the street...at that very moment...midwave...both chains on the swing broke. I (and the swing) fell straight down) Plop. Here is the ending position.
Sorry about the night shot. It took me forever to go take a picture...I was putting the pieces of my ego back together.
So, I had to go wake my boyfriend up. Here's how that went.
Me: "I broke the swing".
Tracey: "Was that the loud noise I heard"?
Tracey: "Are you okay"?
Me: (starting to sniffle, tears beginning to escape). "Yes, but it's embarrassing".
Tracey has been trying to be nice. He told me he bought stainless steel chain which is weaker than regular chain. Whatever. I have lost 50 pounds and now the damn thing breaks? It was the universe making sure I didnt forget that I have a long ways to go.
Oh...and he is going to buy some new "stronger" chain...I dont think I will be setting in that thing. I dont know how the neighbor man didnt pee his pants. It was very America's Funniest Home Videos.