Today has been my second day of moving, and I had requisitioned two trailers, two cars, one dad and one brother for the occasion. I'm a hoarder, I admit, I get obsessive over stuff, and since I've lived by myself since I was 16 I have accumulated a lot of stuff over the years - books, DVD's, CD's, knick knacks and furniture. This time around I've also bought myself a rather big sofa bed, which was just another addition to the huge b ookshelf, the TV, the table and everything else that had to be moved. Safe to say I am pretty beat, but in more than one respect. Being the complete and utter numpty that I am, I am no stranger to doing clumsy things, I knock things over (including myself) all the time, and I break a lot of stuff, but I rarely hurt myself. Today just wasn't my day, however. It all star
ted off with me carrying something that managed to make a bad scrape on my chest, and as I was walking down the last step to get something from the car my right foot decided to do something completely different from what the rest of my body had planned, resulting in me toppling over and planting two knees and two palms on the asphalt. The left knee and right palm broke the fall for me, with bloody results. Three incidents of bleeding in the space of a couple of hours, not bad! Safe to say I left the rest of the heavy lifting and the building of my new TV desk over to my brother and father - when your day starts off like that you better take a hint and just sit the hell down and keep still before you get seriously injured. And I've had enough surgery for a while, thanks.
Today has been my second day of moving, and I had requisitioned two trailers, two cars, one dad and one brother for the occasion. I'm a hoarder, I admit, I get obsessive over stuff, and since I've lived by myself since I was 16 I have accumulated a lot of stuff over the years - books, DVD's, CD's, knick knacks and furniture. This time around I've also bought myself a rather big sofa bed, which was just another addition to the huge b ookshelf, the TV, the table and everything else that had to be moved. Safe to say I am pretty beat, but in more than one respect. Being the complete and utter numpty that I am, I am no stranger to doing clumsy things, I knock things over (including myself) all the time, and I break a lot of stuff, but I rarely hurt myself. Today just wasn't my day, however. It all star
ted off with me carrying something that managed to make a bad scrape on my chest, and as I was walking down the last step to get something from the car my right foot decided to do something completely different from what the rest of my body had planned, resulting in me toppling over and planting two knees and two palms on the asphalt. The left knee and right palm broke the fall for me, with bloody results. Three incidents of bleeding in the space of a couple of hours, not bad! Safe to say I left the rest of the heavy lifting and the building of my new TV desk over to my brother and father - when your day starts off like that you better take a hint and just sit the hell down and keep still before you get seriously injured. And I've had enough surgery for a while, thanks.
