Funeral for a friend

So I was cleaning out the Garage and basement today. I was about five minutes into the job when a gallon of white paint spilled on the garage floor.I had that sinking feeling because I knew that I was now past the point of no return.I also knew that I had just started off on a very bad foot. So I cleared the floor and began the cleanup. I now have a very pristine floor. I continued arranging and creating order out of the chaos that was our garage/basement.It had been bugging me for months. I built several tables. One for all our paint supplies. One for all our small gardening tools. I grouped all our assorted monitors and old computers together(mine and unc's). I organized the work bench in the basement and continually found things to throw away. Then it happened. I was listening to my ipod on a dock I have. I bumped it. My friend took a fall. Pieces flew off. He had died in the accident. I was pretty upset but just threw myself into the task at hand. I was almost done when Glenn pulled up. I had to flag him down so he didn't run over our trimmer. He pulled his car to the side. I told him what hat happened. Glenn now solely uses his I phone. He used his 30 gig video for about a month. So I worked a deal with him and i now have a new I pod. Even though it was cheap and it's brand new. I'd rather would have not replaced it. what can you do though. I loaded up the new pod and I am highly impressed with it's screen,functions and most importantly......it gets louder in the car and is clearer. I'll bring the carnage to dinner tomorrow.-C