Monday, September 5, 2011

walking wounded

i'm a klutz and proud of it!
(except on the days when i'm hurt because i'm a klutz)

actually, i tend to have an uncanny sense of balance on most days. there are many times when i've almost tripped but manage to keep my balance and stay on my feet. i'm not usually a klutz, but it seems like once a month i end up with mysterious bruising that i may or may not remember how i wounded myself.
because some days i don't have a working balance.
and this whole weekend has been one mishap after another.

technically, two main mishaps.

1. i was walking up my back stairs coming in from the great outdoors when i tripped over the huge flying disk my 2.5-yr-old niece had propped up on the side of the stairs even though it somehow managed to get under my feet...and now i have an awesome bruise just below my left knee. it started swelling within 20 min, which is never a good sign.
[side note: my niece offered to help hold the ice pack on my leg, only to tell me a minute later that she "can't want it" (= doesn't want it) because it's cold]

2. closing my car door today and totally got my thumb slammed in it. it's bad enough when you catch a useless finger, but the thumb on my right hand is very important since i am right handed and so i am constantly being reminded of the pain since i use my thumb to type, to eat, to hold the tv remote...you get the idea

so now, at the close of the labor day weekend, i'm wounded and bruised and trying to remember to not apply pressure anywhere near my bruises