Help Me!

Saturday we were up at our new house caulking our hardyboard siding so we could paint it. My job was to caulk what I could reach. Pretty easy right. Well by the front door were several pieces of plywood blocking some seams that needed caulking. I was able to move two of the three sheets away from the wall. Well the last sheet was way too heavy for me to move. I looked around to form a plan and decided I could squeeze behind it to get those pesky seams. Well I did just that. I squeezed in behind and under the propped up plywood and went to work. Caulk gun in one hand and gooey fingers on the other hand, when all of a sudden the plywood slipped down the wall and was being held up by my back! My husband by the way is on the back side of the house. I started yelling as loud as I could. (Anyone that knows me knows that isn't very loud.) I tried my hardest to scream and finally my husband came to my rescue. What's funny is I could see him but he couldn't see me because I was under the plywood. So when he came out the front door looking from side to side I yelled "down here!" He finally saw me and rescued me from the plywood. Only me.