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.
PS-Happy Friday!
17 April 2009
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