I have the ability to laugh at myself. Again, if I don't laugh, i'll cry...so I have to tell this story. In the post before my birthday, I mentioned that i was off that Friday because the crew was going to be headed to the mountains - as an aside, we never made it to the mountains because of the weather here in GA that weekend (snow and ice cyah done)...steups, BUT we made the best of it and it was a good weekend nonetheless. Anyway, I had BIG plans for the Friday because i had a lot of errands to run before we headed up there. Woke up early, took G to work and headed home to get started.
We live in a 9-unit townhouse structure with a shared driveway, which is where we can park. So i get home and pull into my spot, open the door and as i place my left foot on the ground, i realize that it's on a big patch of ice. hmmmm, but i'm a woman on a mission, so i figure if i hold on to the door for leverage, i'll be okay right? WRONG!! As i pushed up out of the car, i slipped and buss meh ass right in the parking lot. OYE!
About 2 hrs later, I decide to go to the bank. I pull up in the parking lot and as i put my left foot out, it slides so i realize that i'm by a patch of ice AGAIN. I say to myself, "Stacey, falling down in the parking lot outside ur house is one thing, falling down on ice in the bank parking lot is a whole 'nother story!!!" So, i put my foot back into the car and move to a dry spot. I get out the car, lock the door (i always forget to do that) and was so proud of myself for doing the right thing. I'm on a mission...i took 2 steps to make my way into the bank and TRIPPED over the fleckin pavement!!!! FELL DOWN AGAIN!! My phone went flying one way...my handbag the next. i couldn't believe it. What the?!?!?!? This time, fortunately, i was able to get up, no problem.
I have good news - no broken bones, no casualties - I am fine and this time tho, as far as i could tell, no-one saw a thing :-)