And So It Goes

There are times when I wonder if God watches me, laughs and says, "Abby fell down again?!? Geez, I love that girl..."

It's these experiences when I have no control over my body that give me a humbling perspective.

Of course, here's a list of such experiences since I had joked about tripping over nothing in my last post.

1. Tripped up the stairs on my way to the third floor on Monday morning. I thought I had slipped on something, but...it was nothing.
2. On Tuesday night, I stub my toe at the foot of my bed and I literally fall into bed. Too bad I still couldn't sleep.
3. Dropped my curling iron this morning. I tried to save it by grabbing the cord, but it started swinging. I was not able to avoid it, but the hot iron collided with my arm, and I burnt myself anyway. As a result, I dropped the curling iron anyway. Sidenote: This is what happens when I try to put effort in looking pretty...and now, I have a burnt arm and the curls have morphed into one mondo curl. Sigh. It's Farrah Fawcett hair once again.
4. On my way down the stairs at my apartment, I realize that I had forgotten something. I trip on my way up. I am grateful that it was over the stair. I had feared that my pants would get caught in the heel of my shoe and I would go tumbling down the stairs.
5. On my second trip down the stairs at my apartment, my heel gets caught in my left pant leg and I almost go tumbling down the stairs.
6. As I get out of the car this morning, my foot slips and I nearly fall out of my car. Thank God no one was watching.

Sigh. My chiropractor probably wonders why my back is messed up.

I wonder how I manage to survive the day!