Trying to even the keel, The Hammer of Thor

So for the past two months plus the house has more or less been in disarray with party related prep.  Now that we are four days post party things are starting to slowly get more normalized.  I am the type of person that feels very uncomfortable looking at piles of things around the house.  Luckily most of those piles have disappeared and hopefully soon everything will once again have a proper home or be thrown out/given away, whichever is appropriate.

One of the remaining clean up items got taken care of last night, soft of.  The old bathroom mirror had been in Cindy’s room to assist in work outs.  However since Katie is now sleeping there most nights Cindy decided it was causing a problem space wise and wanted to get rid of it.  We took it curbside hoping somebody would find use for it.  Instead somebody found it fun to partially break the five foot wide mirror while it was down there.

Cindy picked up the broken pieces but there was still a large section of the mirror that would not fit completely in the trash bin.  No problem, I told Cindy I would break the rest of the mirror while it was resting partially in the trash can.  So I took a whack at it with the hammer which surprisingly did nothing.  Granted I couldn’t get a full swing at it because I was trying to hit it low inside the can but still, usually when hammer meets mirror, hammer wins.

Ok well I guess it’s time to grab the mini-sledge.  I take a swing with much more weight behind it, turning my head to avoid the shattered glass which was sure to come.  Instead my ears are met with another loud clang as the sledge bounced off the mirror as well.  Well damn, this is surprising.  I came up with a brilliant idea.  I stood maybe seven or eight feet from the mirror and the trash bin.  I told Cindy I would throw the sledge at the mirror Thor-style.  I’m not quite sure why I didn’t tell her to film the event, but I certainly should have.

As soon as I let go of the sledge I turned my head to avoid possible shrapnel so I did not see the impact, but I sure heard it.  The mirror exploded but unfortunately the shards of glass did not fall quietly into the bin.  Instead there was probably a 50 square foot kill zone that was filled with broken mirror bits.  The big pieces we got by hand but we spent a lot of time with a dust pan and broom.  I also was picking shards out of the grass.  Just to be safe I ended with the leaf blower, just to make sure no instruments of tire destruction were left on the driveway.

Cindy was not thrilled with the outcome of my Thor hammer throw but to be honest, I would probably do it again.