Oh! I hole in the wall story reminded me of the studpidest thing my hubby ever did. We were remodeling our bathroom at our old house. Hubby got a hair up his butt to take EVERYTHING to the dump. I told him that it wouldn't all fit in the truck. But he didn't want to take two trips...he insisted. When he gets frustrated, he moves really fast. So he was like running circles around me.

In what seemed like one motion, he piled everything up in the truck, threw the two shower doors on top of the pile, and then got a hammer out and hit them. Somehow in his mind, he thought the shower doors would break up into large pieces. OMG! They shattered into 10 gazillion pieces. And of course, they didn't stay in the truck. We had gazillions of glass shards in our driveway, our grass, our street, the neighbors yard....

We were outside for several hours vacumning our grass.