Flat On My Face

I've always been a klutz. I'm forever banging my elbows on door frames and my knees against my desk. I'll wake up with mysterious bruises. I'm tragically awkward.

That fact was demonstrated in spades last night as I was leaving my apartment building on my way to an open jam my friend was hosting at a local bar. My left foot got caught on something - thin air, I believe - and SPLAT! Face first on the cold pavement.

I managed to completely destroy a button on my nice red coat. I smashed my right knee and left elbow - both are ridiculously bruised today. And all the muscles in my body are sore and stiff. It feels very much like I've been in a car accident.

I gotta say though, I managed to save my face. Thank goodness I didn't knock any teeth out because I don't have dental benefits anymore.

I'm really, really glad no one was around to see my disastrous display of awkwardness. And I'm even more glad I didn't land in any dog poo.

I hope I don't do anything similar tomorrow at dance class. It's the first one of the new year and Mr. David will be there. First impressions and all that....