My Worst Nightmare

has happened…

just the other day i was talking about the steps in my house.  Yesterday i tumbled down – sorry, catapulted down 1 flight of steps.   (If i do say so myself, i think i would have scored a perfect 10 for my flips – twice) 🙂 I started at the 4th step and landed on the floor right by my front door (12 steps down) – on my side.  I was alone – actually i was glad that no-one saw because I’m sure it looked worse than it felt and it felt BAD.  After it happened, i composed myself and limped to my desk.

I actually went for a record yesterday, i fell 3X!!!  After the 1st one,  i didn’t realize that my ankle was gone and i fell twice again afterward because i just couldn’t put any weight on the ankle.   those times i actually did the usual and laughed because i was in so much shock – the 1st one was no laughing matter.

there is GREAT news…it ended extremely well – all i suffered was a sprained ankle; i didn’t hit my head, i didn’t hurt anywhere else.  in fact i don’t even think that i bruised where i landed.  I went to an urgent cars facility and left with a boot and a pair of crutches – so i’m fine – no need for anyone to worry.

Needless to say, i’m working on the middle level as opposed to all the way down this week.

Home

I love my house…we bought it in 2002 – been here ever since.  It’s perfect for G and me – we have no complaints.  when we started looking around, i had specific instructions for the realtor.

  • It had to b close to a highway (i have too many friends who live 15 miles from the exit and i didn’t want that)
  • it had to be close to Atlanta (i know u get more for ur money the further out u live, but that shit is NOT for me)
  • The bedrooms had to be equally sized (too many places we looked at had a huge master and 2 closets for the other rooms – NOT acceptable)
This one has all that and more.  I’ve mentioned before (i think) that it’s 3 stories…yup, 16 steps (but who’s counting) between each floor (if only i knew then what was in store for me).  2 of the bedrooms are all the way on top (G and mine) and there is another all the way down – that’s where i work.  So everyday i have to make the trek up and down all 32 steps at 1 time or other because i work all the way down and the kitchen is in the middle.
I love my house – until last Saturday!  i finally got to celebrate my birthday with the crew on Saturday (what with the weather and scheduling and whatnot).  We did the usual – eat, drink and be merry and then it was time to come home.  I got here and i swear it took me about 5 mins to climb 16 steps – WTF?!?!?  it was a looooooooooooooooong, slooooooooooow, “painful” process.  I’m not sure what the problem was – i didn’t try to figure it out – but, for the 1st time since being here,  boy did i wish that i owned a FLAT house!
Now and again, i really feel like this…

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