Today marks the day of another one of my grandioso schemes where I forget what it is like to walk from place to place without falling.
Yes, today I fell down 5 wooden stairs onto asphalt and laid there contemplating my life and if it was actually worth me getting up over. It was only 8:45 am which threw me for a loop, plus I was carrying a piece of paper which likely put me completely off balance.
The sad part is there is no funny story. No parable of me falling over a large ant farm, a small child or into a puddle. All I did was fall down stairs, rip the knee of my jeans, ruin my pedicure plus bruise and lacerate my knee.
I want my mom and friends that don't laugh at me.
5 comments:
Boo :( No fun.
You're the first in 8 months to fall down those stairs, or at least the first to admit it. :)
Wow, I'm sure that just made you feel better. I just shouldn't try. So yeah...
ha ha...
I feel for ya... Those pieces of paper can be tough to move. It's not so much that they're heavy, they're just really awkward.
Manda,
What are we going to do with you..you always seem to trip over something...Sorry I laughed, but I just find your life amusing at times. I'm going to be a great nurse eh.
maybe you need new friends, though i'm sure they would soon laugh at you too. how horrible it must be to be the butt of your friends jokes. maybe you should just live life with out friends. maybe you'd be happier that way. i have no friends. i'm miserable. thanks for pouring salt on the wound.
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