I watched her take a fall. Down the steps. I tried to catch her but she's bigger than me. I could not stop her. She went head over heels down the steps and through the wall.

She was okay. I had a moment of thinking I had to take her to the hospital. And then I looked at the wall. Holy s***. That wall is gone and I am going to jail. I was on drug court at that time and alcohol was not allowed in my house. That was 10 years in jail for me. If I got caught. We are in a rental and the owner lives next door and she is a picky old lady. I'm going to jail for this for sure.

M bought everything she needed to fix it. She carved out the wall and created a squared off area. She cut a piece of plasterboard in and taped it. She plastered everything as needed. She found matching paint and painted it. It was amazing. You could not see that hole.

Yes, I understand. Professionals are professionals for a reason. M is better.