Ouch, I think I Cracked My BUM!

I know I haven't posted for a long time.
I just feel so boring most of the time.
What's going on? The same old same old.
Then,
Monday morning (my day off and nearly always laundry day)
As I head in to the garage to do the laundry
( Yes, I am jealous of everyone with indoor laundry)
(and remember I've lived here almost 15 years)
(and the garage door is the door I use ALWAYS, Who uses front doors? )
(oh, maybe all the people with indoor laundry!)
So, back to my story...
I'm carrying a basket of laundry
=like I've done 52 weeks a year for ALMOST 15 years=
And I step down the first step and as I step down the second step
******OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH******
I step wrong.
I'm not sure how, or what happened.
All I know is it's "slo-mo" time and I'm going
DOWN
And down hard.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Smack on my tail bone.
My mom would call it a PRAT fall.
The basket popped out of my hands.
It was so sudden I couldn't even brace for the inevitable.
Bam...tail bone...ouch...
the force then knocked me backward,
Back hit the wall...thunk...
the force still forcing me,
I toppled over onto the CONCRETE floor...
THUD.
And there I lay.
"I wonder if Diane (sleeping in her room upstairs) heard anything?"
" I wonder if I can move?"
"I know I'm not paralyzed because my bum is ACHING."
"I'm really glad NO ONE saw this."
"sometimes I can be sooo graceful."
"Am I old, how could this have happened?"
And with those thoughts I knew the shock was wearing off and I should
TRY
to move, maybe even get up.
And so GINGERLY I get up...
start the stinking laundry ...
walk in the house slowly...
Then cry like a little girl.
**********
You know from the shock.

Now, don't be all worried.
I'm moving pretty well now,
just a little slow to sit or stand.

The CLOSET under the stairs! OOOOOOOOOH

It's been haunting us for a while.
Others, who shall remain nameless, were doing it!
The challenge was there!
Could it be accomplished????
Should it?
Would it?
YES
That freaky, messy, cluttered catch-all.
That place where things go to hide and never be seen again.
The CLOSET under the stairs!
Jim and I were both off work today.
We agreed to tackle the job.
Blankets, quilts, shelves, mirrors, pillows,
sleeping bags, a cot, a wig, hula skirts, photo albums,
Mom's books, gift bags, tissue paper, ribbon, boxes,
wreaths, framed pictures, the spare leaf for our table
and lots of toys for the grandsons!
So we sorted,
combined,
trashed,
condensed into new bins,
moved out to the garage,
donated,
and gave away
STUFF.
Then we vacuumed.
And bought some new big boy toys!
Now it's done
and we'll have the boys over tomorrow
to test the new toys out!
Hopefully, that closet will stay clean now!
(BUT I DOUBT IT!)

Oh My What A Day!

There's a saying at work...
"When it rains ...
The customers POUR in"
And let me tell you--
That was the way work went today.
I am sooooooo tired
We were so busy and we had a sick call.
It was like those work nightmares.
Do you ever have them???
Everything goes wrong and you just can't fix it!
When I delivered mail,
I'd dream about taking a lunch for 5 hours.
Leaving the restaurant, it would be dark and I still
would have all my mail.
Yikes!!!
As a waitress,
the dream is getting so many customers
and not being able to get anything done.
Can't fill the drinks, no glasses.
Out of hot cocoa,
people keep stopping you for other things.
The sweat breaks out it's been 10 minutes.
(they're probably secret shoppers!)
Waking up only pauses the dream.
Dropping back off to sleep only restarts the same dream!
Get me out of this mess!!!
Well
Back to today...
It was the shift that wouldn't end.
It was the never-ending customers.
It was having to make up for the sick call.
I am glad it's over.
Excuse me while I soak my feet.
P.S.
I am wiped out!
and....
Yes,
The tips were GREAT!