Ever have one of those days where you realize, albeit a little too late, that you should have stayed in bed?
I should know by now that when I oversleep and have to rush around so I'm not late for work that something is bound to happen. Well, that's the way my morning started today. I overslept, not much, but enough to make me catapult out of bed, which was actually the couch (for those who know Joshua's favorite place to sleep). So I'm trying to make up time and that always makes me think about the Nascar announcers. Why? I don't know but I think it's something they say about the drivers chasing the leader. Anyway, so I was rushing around trying to make up time and was actually making progress. I usually try to get out of the house by 7:15, but this morning I was pushing to get out by 7:30. I got myself dressed and laid out Joshua's clothes and kissed Ronnie and Joshua bye and headed for the door.
In my hands I had my purse and two bags of things to take to work and then, of course, I remembered something else I had to carry with me. So I headed back down the hall, grabbed that box, and started out again. Ronnie was on the phone, so I waved as I passed by his study door. I kissed Joshua one more time and went out the door.
So, let's see, I've walked out this door umpteen times now so even though my hands were full and my vision was blocked, I never thought about needing to look where I was going. Why would I? Then all of sudden, as I stepped off the landing into the carport, my foot (which was in high heels) landed on something other than the ground and I was going down...in verryyy slooowww motion. My brain, which was still in fast forward from the running late ritual and was focused on getting to the car and to work on time, could not comprehend what was happening. It is the strangest feeling I've ever had. Falling ... and not knowing why ... or where I was going to land.
Eventually I did land. Hard on my behind. And my head bounced off the side of the house. It was a rather jolting blow to my body .... and my pride. I jumped up quickly and realized what had happened. Someone, who will remain nameless, left his shoes beside the steps in the carport. Granted this nameless person does this all the time, but for whatever reason, this time I didn't see them. So that was what I stepped on which made my ankle turn over and dropped me to the ground. It was at
this point that I decided to drop everything that I had in my hands. -
Wow! What great timing and reflexes I have!
I opened the storm door and started back in the house. Ronnie opened the door for me. He was still on the phone and didn't even see what had happened, but I just ran past him, ran to the bathroom, looked at myself in the mirror, made sure I didn't have blood gushing out of the back of my head or dirt on my pants, and ran back out to the car. Ronnie followed me out to the car (still on the phone) and decided to help me carry my stuff to the car. It was at
this point that he realized I had tears in my eyes, that I was limping and holding the back of my head. He hurriedly got off the phone and said - "
What happened?" Choking back the tears that wanted to flow down my cheeks I mumbled, "I fell down." He looked over at the steps, saw the nameless person's shoes, looked back at me and sheepishly said "Hmm, wonder how those got there?"
I went on to work and was just a little late. The girl that I work with was already in the office when I arrived. Apparently I looked just like I felt because the first thing she said to me was, "
What happened to you?" The tears welled up again, but I giggled a little as I told her "I fell down this morning coming out of the house." She choked back a giggle herself, got up from her desk, walked over to me with her arms wide open and said, "Does someone need a hug?" Of course I then laughed out loud and accepted her comforting hug.
Although I'm a little sore this evening and have a bump on the back of my head, I'm okay and have laughed several times to myself throughout the day. I have even laughed out loud while trying to type this post and Joshua keeps asking me, "
Momma, what is so funny?" Then I just laugh again and tell him that I fell down this morning and now I only wish we had security cameras around the house so I could see how funny it
REALLY was!!!