This may come as no surprise to anyone, but I’m kind of a klutz. Clutz. Clutze. I don’t know – you get the picture.
Anyway, Tuesday, I was trying to carry 3 very full laundry baskets downstairs, and I wasn’t wearing any shoes. So as I tried to wrangle the baskets through the baby/doggie gate at the top of the front stairs, my other foot missed the next stair and I fell head first to the landing.
The funniest part was when I grabbed the gate in an attempt to stop myself – and pulled it down on top of me.
I’m fine – just a little bruised and battered – but my feet look like I’ve been in some kind of brutal foot stomping contest. Needless to say, I’ve learned my lesson and have been wearing my shoes faithfully ever since. The End.