Timmmm...

berrrrrrrrr.

I lived up to my nickname yesterday, in a most bizarre way...

Picture it (to quote that old Golden Girl):

I'm facing the closet, with a tall, empty suitcase standing upright in front of me. The cover is unzipped. I lean over the suitcase to reach beyond it and grab a smaller bag on the closet floor. I can't quite reach it, so I slip my toes into the edge of the suitcase and lean farther over.

Forgetting about the suitcase wheels.

The suitcase tilts forward and down it goes, with me on top of it. Owwwwww. That thing has lots of hard ridges.

I couldn't roll off, because a radiator was on one side, and a table on the other. To add insult to injury, my right knee was firmly planted on the pant leg of my left leg. I don't think I moved for at least a minute. It took that long to get the synapses snapping and figure out how to get up.

I will admit that one single-word thought found its way through within about five seconds of the fall:

BLOG.

Maybe this'll jump start the poor, neglected thing...

2 comments:

Modemom said...

Sorry for the circumstances, but WELCOME BACK!

Brenda (BBC) said...

I hate that it took a fall to get your fingers tapping away on the keyboard, but at least now I know you're still alive! haha!