My "Fall" Friday

I sat there on the sidewalk, wondering if anyone saw me. The first thing I looked at was my phone; face down on the sidewalk, I didn't want to pick it up and see a cracked face. That was a win - my phone wasn't broken. I didn't notice until I got back into the department that I noticed that I broke a nail.

What did I do?  I did a face plant right on the sidewalk after getting out of my car. My stupid flip flop got caught and I went flying. So there,  I am right on track - one bandaged thumb,one scraped knee one scraped elbow and nothing broken except one for one chipped nail.

Why am I on track? I have one good fall every 10 years or so. I didn't notice the pattern until I was out of high school. There was the waxy floor slide and wall bounce of junior high, the "I almost drowned" fall off a guy's shoulder during a game in a college pool, the platform shoes butt plant at my state director's feet, and now the flip-flop fiasco of my 40's. It's just me, and so far nothing has been hurt but my pride.

At least one good thing came out of it. While I was icing my knee, there was a loud knock on the door. It was the FEDEX guy with my RubiksTouchCube. Maybe someone did see me fall after all, and gave me a little present for my "boo boo". It's pretty enough to make me almost forget my knee.