Let's just say that I ended up on bended knee...but not on purpose.
Ugh.
Just walking down the sidewalk in between buildings at work, minding my own business (but of course with a group of people), I went down. Hard.
Ugh.
It's in my genes. My Mom, though I love her dearly, is a bit, how shall we say? Clumsy?!
Balance is neither her forte nor mine. (Me on a bike = disaster.)
To add insult to injury? I ruined my new sandals. This is only the second time I've worn them.
Of course, they probably contributed to the fall, but hey -- fashion before function.
::sigh::
That sucks. I'd be so embarrassed...lemme rephrase that, I am so embarrassed when I do things like that. Because, you know, I do.
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