Those that know me well know that I’m about as clumsy as they come. I can’t walk past an object or through a doorway without hitting something or giving myself a new bruise. My family knows about my penchant for falling on stairs…up, down, doesn’t matter.
Well, this morning it happened here, finally. I was coming down the stairs and my feet just came out from under me. Seriously, I don’t know how I fell, not that I don’t remember or anything that dramatic, it just didn’t make any sense that one minute I was on my feet and the next I was on the floor at the foot of the stairs.
Only minor injuries sustained, thankfully. I have a nice rug burn on my left forearm and a slight one on the palm of my right hand. Mind you, I went straight from the floor to the sofa and haven’t gotten up yet, so there may still be more to report when I do.