As I’ve shared over the years, I make safety mistakes. I once purchased a ladder at a garage sale that had one leg shorter than the other. I stabbed my finger to the bone because I was not wearing protective gloves or using the correct tool. I allow myself to be distracted while I drive. I’m not perfect.
A recent round of home improvements at a friend’s house had me playing safety cop, while a drive into work had me wondering why “real” police officers were having so much trouble obeying traffic laws.