I have had one hell of morning fulfilling in a klutziness state.....
I was walking into Jack's(my son)room to make his bed and clean up the toys. Well, as I walked towards his room I miss calculated the door way smashing my foot and smacking my shoulder. I went flying into the room landing on the bed. I laid there is pain, continuously laughing at how ridiculous I may have looked.
After cleaning up his room, I was taking all his dirty clothes to the laundry room. As I walked down the stairs, I tripped over my own foot, tumbling all the way down still clinging on to the basket. I laid there on the bottom of the steps laughing in agony. My children just starred at me, my daughter Lily looked at me and said "What's wrong with you?"
Then, my kids gave me a new DVD that I had purchased yesterday, gladly I went to open it. I sliced my hand up real good with a knife. I looked at my hand as it bleed thinking to myself....Where did I go wrong? Why am I such a Klutz?
I mean I walk in to things all the time. I never go into a Hallmark store fearing I will knock something down. I get nervous in a cluttered home.
Anyone else like me?
Brookie