We all know I'm a klutz by now, right?
Last night I decided to take a quick shower before I hop into bed. When all the lights are off I usually flip on the hallway light so I don't trip over anything, like my own two feet.
For some reason I decided to just reach for the bathroom light instead of getting the hallway light on first. That was a bad idea.
I proceeded to reach towards the light switch, but my face met the door frame before my hand met the light switch. Ouch. I fell down and started crying. I wouldn't even tell my husband what I did because I was much too embarrassed. My face hurts today.
Flash back to two weeks ago. I was wearing a pair of jogging pants, I guess. The tear-away style pants. I had these since high school so they are definitely well-loved. They have a little tear in the bottom that creates a hole. I have stuck my foot through it a few times, but never got around to cutting it free. That was another bad idea.
All I wanted to do was go to the bathroom, so I get up and tell Husband that I'm going to the bathroom and I'll be right back. I got up, took one step, and my left toe got caught in my right pant leg and as my Husband said, I went down like a sack of potatoes.
I actually laughed so hard I almost peed myself. I got a nice bruise on my knee and my ego.
Stacey: 0 vs. Walking: 2
