My gosh...I'm glad I'm not the only one. (I was starting to have self-esteem issues.)
I can dance the night away, but give me a table or marble floor...I'm history. (Had a few wars with my cupboards in the past.) I'm tired of people thinking that my husband beats me up, which he doesn't. He can be a donkey's arse, but he doesn't do that.
The other day, I was racing off to a meeting at work. I was dashing down the hall, went through the door into the meeting room, managed to get my handbag strap tangled around the door handle. Made it halfway into the room before ricocheting backwards, flying back through the door and landing on my behind in the hallway. Very Graceful (sigh).
You had to get a good giggle out of that, albiet embarrassing. I want to see the video.
I have been known to trip on nothing at all.
Yep...join the crowd. If there is a crack in the sidewalk, I'll find it and fall.
All my life people have asked me why I didn't play basketball as I'm tall. Well, for one, they didn't have it for girls when I was in school and two...reread the previous posts. I couldn't run down a court dribbling a ball and actually make it in the basket. I'd have to pick myself up off the floor 5 times before I made it there.
On a more serious note, I've struggled for many years with eye issues. My left eye is...well, bad. I've had depth preception issues that I was treated for as a child but never really got better. Tried and tried various glasses with no luck. (I probably shouldn't be driving. Ugh. Don't tell the DMV.) I see a curb that looks to be 3 feet away, yet it's only 3 inches away. So...I fall.
doctor constantly urges me to have eye surgery but I'm terrified of it. Right now, at least I can see...somewhat if I close my left eye. There is a huge risk in the surgery. What if it doesn't work? Do I rely on husband then? HAHAHA... nope.
So, I'll start the bruise club.
Abbey