Thursday, March 10, 2005

Unladly Like Landing

You just never know what your next step will bring.  This afternoon when I was dashing out my front door on my way to work, it seems a few things might have happepned to cause my sudden transportation to the pavement.  One, I simply missed the last step.  Two, my feet adorned in knee high boots for our near freezing temperatures, got tangled with my long skirt.  Or, three, my head was getting there before my feet.  Because, with my handbag slung over my shoulder, small tote and water bottle in one hand, and my Dannon Light'n Fit Strawberry Banana Yogurt in the other, there I was being thrust in flight and landing skimble-scamble on the side walk.  Splat!  Guess I was neither light nor fit!  Not quite the position that matched the cosmopolitan image I was seeking.  So, what does one do when finding themselved splayed out on the street for all the neighbors to see?  First, you check your pluse.  If you have one, you smile and pick yourself up with whatever remaining grace you can muster, dust yourself off and search for cuts and scratches, and then continue to your vehicle and never look back.  To my surprise my body survived with no fractures, no apparent cuts or scratches, and essentially, pain free.  And though my pride suffered, I was blessed.  Except, all afternoon I worried about the container of Light 'n Fit Yogurt.  It must still be rolling around in the street and run over by now with a creamy mess everywhere.  I'd picked up my water bottle but going for Yogurt must have been beyond the call of duty.  At that point, all I cold think of was leaving the scene of the fall pronto before the passengers in the passing car started gawking my way.  I guess sometimes in life things comes back to you because when I arrived home, the container of yogurt had been retrieved by some kind soul and placed on one of the steps where it safely survived in natures natural refrigeration.  And now that I'm back where I started from with all my belongings, my unfit body at least in tact, and my wounded pride on the mend....tomorrow is a new day. 

Tobblond taking the day!  See you next time!

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