A Homesteading Neophyte

Do you remember the last time I tried to electrocute myself? Good, because I have another one to add to the list. (maybe I should start keeping count on the sidebar)

Yesterday the neighbor from across the way borrowed our trailer to go pick up a mower. When he gets back, he unloads it in our driveway. He needs to jump it and has a flat. As he used our equipment to charge it, I went to plug the compressor in. Nothing happened when I plugged it in. Usually it makes a horrible racket as it fills itself with air, this time silence. So I went over to it, leaned over the back side, and touched the metal backing with both hands. The charge went through me so hard it took a few moments to get my hands away from it.

I stood there in the drive staring at my throbbing hands. My neighbor looked at me oddly and asked if I was ok. I told him what happened. Now here would be where my husband would giggle, but the neighbor was concerned. He asked again if I was ok.

I replied,

I'm a girl, I want to cry.