It snowed today. I know this because my butt hurts. My butt hurts because this morning as Jim left to go downstairs to massage an early morning client he noticed that our alley cat Sweet Pea was there. Usually she doesn't show up in the mornings so he came back to tell me. He knew I would want to give her something to eat. And I did. So I got out of bed and headed to the back door. I opened the door and stepped out with my left foot and noticed at the same time that it had snowed and realized how slick the door mat was from the icy surface. Instantaneously I found myself doing the splits. I didn't know I could do those anymore. So Jim below had heard the thud and hollered "what was that?" I remarked that I had fallen. "Are you OK? That was pretty loud."
Yes, I am OK (I think) and do you really have to remark about the sound I make when slamming down on a hard slick surface? Really?
I took my wet sore body back inside and immediately took some ibuprofen. Starting to stiffen up now.
Pain reminds me I am alive. Very very alive.
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