Slide, Slide, Slippity-Slide....

Sorry Coolio fans, but this is no "Fantastic Voyage".... ;)

Yesterday afternoon, I got home and immediately went to my neighbors house to check on her cat (I'm cat-sitting while she's away). I filled up the food bowl, gave him fresh water, loved up on him and then went to the dirty task of cleaning out the litter box. Ahhh yes...everyone's favorite....{blech}

So, after finished my tasks and giving the sweet feline one last pet and receiving one last purrrr of thanks, I picked up the hazardous waste bag of "used" litter and walked out, down the hall and out the gate to take it downstairs to the trashcan.

Well, it's been drizzling lately and we have polished concrete in the breezeways outside our apartments. (let's all keep in mind that I'm still wearing my 3 1/2 inch pointy toe boots) So, as I'm walking out of the gate and just a few feet from the stairs, my left foot slips out from under me and starts wildly sliding underneath my right leg, until it's completely bent underneath me and I'm on my bottom! OOOOOUUUUCH!

I landed hard on my knee and my lovely pointy boot is bent up underneath my bum! Another OUCH! Of course, one of the first things I did was quickly look around to see who might have witnessed this graceful tumble, but saw nobody in sight. {whew!} I carefully slid my left leg out and put both of my feet on the first step and just sat there on the cold, wet pavement for about 2 minutes quietly whimpering and trying hard not to let a few lonely tears escape.

After overdoing it in the suffering department ("Family Guy" style), I finally got up and hobbled down to finally dispose of the stupid reason I fell in the first place! bag of refuse.

I walked into my apartment, changed into my pajamas, took some Advil, made myself a hot cup of passion fruit tea, turned on one of my Lifetime movies and securely fastened my snuggie around me.

...then....quietly to myself....I giggled for about an hour....OH how I wish I could've seen that fall! HAHAHAHA!!!