Carrie Leigh (carrie_leigh) wrote,
Carrie Leigh
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Speaking of dumb things...

What a week, folks. Let me tell ya, it was a whopper.

So remember back to when you were in your early twenties (shut urrrrp, all you people who ARE) and if you got sick, or you took a spill, and you could just bounce back like nothing had happened?

Yeah. Not so much for me, anymore.

Earlier this week, in preparation for the Thanksgiving festivities, I decided to do a deep clean of my house. Honestly, I was just trying to keep the cobwebs from multiplying. In retrospect, standing on an antique dining room chair to dust the chandelier was The Wrong Thing To Do. For let me tell you, dear reader, when you lose your balance on a rickety wooden chair that can't hold your weight, and you lie on the brick floor for a few moments thinking you're DYING, you gain perspective. Like:

a) using an actual OSHA approved step stool might be a smart thing to do.

b) And that cobwebs are fine where they are.

c) And how many people really look at the light fixtures, anyway?

d) Wow, this floor really IS clean, thanks to Ethan's flooding mishap.

The result is several bruised ribs and a very sore sternum later, I find that even with cobwebby lights, the stuffing still tasted good. Even though getting dressed is an exercise in torture, I have a good feeling about next week. I will keep my feet firmly on the ground, I won't get five bazillion Black Friday emails (I did go out shopping for a few hours today - those people are cuh-ray-zee) and I have leftover mashed potatoes.

Things are definitely looking up.
Tags: i'm old, thanksgiving, things going to hell in a handbasket
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