Monday was not a good day.
I slipped and fell down some stairs at work. I'm not sure how many. What I do know is that I saw the toes of my pink daisy wellies and landed right on my ass on one of the stairs. It was a slipped on a banana peel movie fall. I landed hard enough that I didn't get up and had to yell for help.
Not the nicest way to meet people in the building. Though I thank them for calling campus police and making sure I was okay.
Luckily Craig had just dropped me off, so I called him and he took me to the ER. Nothing broken. Lots of bruises. I feel sore and bleh.
But my bruises may inspire a new colourway* from Kim. My bruised ass should be good for something. Sigh.