When the Pedestal Falls

Years ago, my husband and I decided to paint the trim of our house one summer. We only had one ladder so I had the bright idea that an old milk crate, turned upsidedown, would be a perfect pedestal for me to stand on to reach the under-hangs of our house. And it worked for a little while, until I got lazy and tired of stopping to scoot the crate down every two feet. So in an unwise move, I…