Ya thats right....it's called ....Me.
It all started tonight with a rock that must have shifted, so I fixed it. Then I fixed the rock next to it...We'll then the rock next to that one shifted....Makeing the rest not look right. We'll long story short.....4 hours later, a tank that looked liked it got nuked, Broken pieces of corals, and pissed fish. My tank is finally back together.
As much as I try to keep my hands out the tank something just gets ahold of me, and just causes me to go mental....Is this a tank OCD? Why? do I keep doing this? Someone told me good things happen when you keep your hands out of the tank......When will I learn? I have a feeling it will be when 125 gallons ends up on the living room floor.
One Frustrated reefer......
It all started tonight with a rock that must have shifted, so I fixed it. Then I fixed the rock next to it...We'll then the rock next to that one shifted....Makeing the rest not look right. We'll long story short.....4 hours later, a tank that looked liked it got nuked, Broken pieces of corals, and pissed fish. My tank is finally back together.
As much as I try to keep my hands out the tank something just gets ahold of me, and just causes me to go mental....Is this a tank OCD? Why? do I keep doing this? Someone told me good things happen when you keep your hands out of the tank......When will I learn? I have a feeling it will be when 125 gallons ends up on the living room floor.
One Frustrated reefer......