They call me Grace...

[persephone33]

So.

I fell yesterday.  Not an horrific fall, but an 'I'm walking really fast in my boots with the three inch heels and step of a curb' fall.  Pratfall.  Carole Lombard.  Lucille Ball.  Dick Van Dyke.  I'm sure it looked idiotic.  Nolan (who was sitting in the car with his dad at the time) said it looked like I fell out of frame.  Not only did I fall, but I fell ON MY BUTT in a big mud puddle.  In front of my husband and father-in-law.  And then I SWORE.  Twice.  Not the big guns, but definitely inappropriate around the father-in-law.  However, Nolan said he read my lips in the rear view mirror as they were driving away, and that he might have to wash my mouth out with soap.  I say I saved the worst for when no one was around and he should be grateful.

The really bad part?  Today I ache.  ALL OVER.  My arms, my back, my legs.  Seriously.  I'm 35, not 85; I should be able to take a little spill and bounce right back, right?  Evidently not.  Stupid traitorous body.

And one of Nolan's employees stepped through the ceiling in the master bathroom in the new house.  Tell me why it had to be one of OUR guys?  Why couldn't it have been one of the other million yahoos that are working out there? The house is coming along, though.  I dunno if it'll be March 1 like they said, but I can hope.

Comments

[lyndsiefenele.livejournal.com]

UGH. I know what you mean. They'd actually salt at my school, but I've walked along and seen four people fall within less than ten minutes... but I'm a danger to myself most days. I fractured my ankle on a beautiful spring day walking to a building forty feet away. Stepped on a curb funny and fell right into the path of an oncoming bus. At least the passerby were concerned and helpful, right?

[autumnrhythm30.livejournal.com]

Yeah. What's funny about it was that I was in a Social Psych class at the time, and was thinking that no one would help me because out of a group, most people don't help others until one person steps out. Then they all follow their lead. (I could explain that better, but I just woke up. Sorry if it doesn't make sense. :P)

So I watched like 10 people go by until this girl came up. Until then, I wasn't sure if I could get up or not, because I fell right on my spine. But when she mentioned an ambulance, I was like, "ummmm, no. I think I'll get up... in a minute."

And I was serious that ALL I think about is falling. Vivid pictures in my head of me breaking something. I am that scared of it.