20170329 Literally

I have literally: tossed a hot potato to someone else, went back to the drawing board (to completely redesign a circuit board), bit off more than I could chew, battened hatches before the storm (boats, RVs, buildings), judged many books by their covers (didn't buy them), gave up my day job (thinking I might continue a living by trading), put all my eggs in one basket (72 at a time), hit the sheets (stress relief at bedtime), played without a full deck (losing because of it), fell off my rocker, sat on a fence trying to decide which field to explore, tasted my own medicine (personal recipe, not delicious), slapped someone on the wrist with clear warning I would stab them with my fork if it happened again, added fuel to a fire that was already too big, ground an ax to prove my method was better, came down to the wire (found and connected main microphone cable seconds before performance started), went out on a limb (to pick best apricots for friend below), went heels over head over heels (somersaulting with crush), patiently held my horses (in line for vaccination), put the pedal to the metal countless times, pulled the plug on a failed electronics project (custom power supply), sat shotgun with a shotgun, bought the whole nine yards (last on bolt), added insult to injury ("you look like shit"), fallen off my horse and got right back in the saddle (before I could think about it and get scared), and waited to decide whether to cross a rickety bridge until I came to it (Goat Canyon trestle, supposedly the world's largest wooden trestle; I crossed it without dying).