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*Scene of the accident* |
There I was yesterday at 5:03pm power walking down the hallway that leads to the office lobby at work and out the door. When I got outside to the stairs something went wrong with the traction in my boots and my foot slipped out from under me. It happened so fast. One second I was taking a step down the stairs and the next I was forward cartwheeling down the hard concrete steps. It took half a second for me to realize that this wasn't just a slip and fall on your butt kind of thing. I actually pitched forward and the only thought I can remember having before it was over is, "Oh no, this isn't going to stop." I couldn't tell you what actually happened but somehow I managed to hold onto my purse, lunch bag and keep my i phone clutched in my left hand. No worries. The i phone is fine. Thanks to my hard case there is only a black dig in the corner that will always be a reminder of this hilarious incident. And yes, it is funny so if you are laughing right now I understand that you are laughing
with not
at me. If I can't laugh at myself I certainly wouldn't be posting this here for anyone to
read laugh about. Once my body stopped flailing down the stairs I brought myself to a sitting position for a minute and looked around to see if anyone actually saw what just went down. Pun intended. There was a gal sitting in her car parked in the 1st spot at the bottom of the steps but she was so into her phone I think she missed it. Thank goodness. But the kid in the back seat sure didn't. I could see him craning his neck to take a look at me as I limped by after sitting there to compose myself. Oh boy did my scraped up knee ever hurt on the way home. I rolled up my jeans to prevent any blood transfer. Gotta protect the Seven's.
"Hi...." I replied to Mj's hello as I walked in the front door. "What's wrong with you?" he immediately said even before he saw me. My pain was acutely obvious of course even in my voice because I'm such a wimp when it comes to stuff like this. It was my night to make dinner so hurting or not the show must go on. I covered up my knee and got to cooking. After falling down the stairs I didn't exactly feel like stopping at the store to pick up broccoli so I omitted that from the recipe and got on with it.
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Twice Baked Potatoes |
Dinner was delicious and Mj raved about that even if a couple hours earlier I was referred to as his "Clutso the Clown." I redeemed myself. Even as I type this now I have a little smile on my face and it turns into a giggle when I try to visualize how I must've looked. Falling as an adult is so embarrassing, not to mention at work! We've been walking way too long. We are not supposed to fall and being so much higher from the ground makes it even more comical when we do. Chances are I'm still going to rush out of work like a lightning bolt today especially because it's Friday and there is another warm sunny weekend that I can't wait to get started on. I'm wearing my flat brown boots today instead of the heels and I'll just have to make sure I stay on my feet this time!