...OK, when I get around to it, I got some pics for yah. Fell half way through the freaking attic to the second floor; Old, thin, dry, boards. The hole is kinda funny. The bruise on my leg, not so much. First, I shoot some guns to vent steam. Then I drink some beer to dull pain. So, the pics will be, likely,
tomorrow.
The bad part about not having a woman around nagging at you to be careful in the attic, you might fall through and bruise your leg and make a big mess;
You hurt yourself.
The good part; No "I told you to be careful".