Today I got myself trapped in the attic at St. Ned's. No bears were involved.
The retractable attic ladder retracted itself a bit at the bottom and I couldn't get it to straighten out, and since I hadn't actually mentioned to anyone that I was going up there to get the Mardi Gras decorations, I was pretty much stuck.
I made a lot of noise, but the attic access is through the pantry, and no one heard me. Finally someone came into the kitchen and I stomped on the floor and yelled that I was trapped in the attic.
So, I'm out of the attic, and I've learned a Very Important Lesson about getting a spotter when I go up there.
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