I generally spend Tuesdays working on ReLive things a little bit, doing laundry and checking emails here and there for Mammoth work. I like Tuesdays. Today, however, I have spent the day nursing my bruised body. Drifting in and out of sleep. Achy and rough. I had a bit of an accident yesterday on my way out of the office and I'll spend the next couple of days paying for it. We work out of an old house that has a narrow, wooden staircase of about 20 stairs. As I was headed towards them and out the door for the day, I took one step and somehow slipped and spun around face first heading down all 20 of those stairs. Laptop too. It was the loudest commotion. It seemed like slow motion as I even had time to realize how many stairs there were and I still had not stopped and was still proceeding to the very bottom. Everyone ran over to me, including my husband and I was a little dazed but laughing. Instant pain and broken jewelry thrown about. It was pretty epic. In a skirt, none the less! Somehow I was able to keep that down. I try to be a proper lady as much as I can. :) I started swelling up instantly, but was rushed home to ice everything down. My mama even came up to help (she's a nurse) so I had really good care. Thankfully, no broken bones. I don't know how that happened. Just bruises and a lot of them...everywhere.
I kind of want to get some rock climbing cables and strap myself in next time I venture onto these Stairs of Death. I'm not the only one that has tripped up or down them. I'm just the only one that has been that creative in going down them. It's amazing what the human body can go through and keep ticking. I feel like I've been ran over by a truck! At least, I have some tea, a quiet house and this beautiful view to soak in right now thru the pain. Every couple of hours, something new hurts. It's kind of ironic though. Our business has been pretty tough this year and we've been weathering the storm and taking the hits as they come. Something that you do when you own a small business that ebbs and flows. My adventure down the stairs felt like a physical journey of all of that. Glad I could take one for the team! :)
I kind of want to get some rock climbing cables and strap myself in next time I venture onto these Stairs of Death. I'm not the only one that has tripped up or down them. I'm just the only one that has been that creative in going down them. It's amazing what the human body can go through and keep ticking. I feel like I've been ran over by a truck! At least, I have some tea, a quiet house and this beautiful view to soak in right now thru the pain. Every couple of hours, something new hurts. It's kind of ironic though. Our business has been pretty tough this year and we've been weathering the storm and taking the hits as they come. Something that you do when you own a small business that ebbs and flows. My adventure down the stairs felt like a physical journey of all of that. Glad I could take one for the team! :)
