Tim was looking for his shoes last night while we were getting ready to go find a new graphics card. I found them and pointed them out. Unfortunately, I was standing near the staircase when I said, “There they are.” I turned to go get my own shoes and instead of turning away from the staircase, I turned in to it.
You guessed it, I clocked my knee. It hurt so much for a few minutes, I thought I was going to throw up.
I am officially the clumsiest person I know, and that includes an ex-dancer who forgets where her feet end.
My knee hasn’t yet turned purple, so it’s gonna be a bad one.
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