yesterday was monday. which is totally my excuse for the events of my morning.
I was in the kitchen eating some breakfast and heard the doorbell ring. which is weird, because no one ever rings our doorbell (nearly everyone in the universe already knows the code to get in the front door). but I was still in fuzzy-morning mood, and didn't go to see what it was, and, within a span of a few brief minutes, forgot that the doorbell ever rang at all.
and when I was running out the front door, semi-late for class, with tea in my hand, my ipod in the other, I also forgot to look at the ground in front of me.
Turns out, UPS likes to deliver humongus packages to your house and likes to put them exactly right in front of the door, in the same space where one might be likely to attempt walking.
and down I went.
Like, face-plant on the sidewalk, ipod and tea and legs sprawling everywhere because I had walked into this box that was about the size of a baby elephant.
And that was only my first step into the outside world yesterday.
Not five minutes later, while I'm still soothing my bruised ego, I'm passing beta bridge and run full on into a girl who is cutting up from behind it. Like walk straight into her. I think my travel mug hit her in the nose.
My reaction? A big burst of laughter. I couldn't even apologize before she walked away most likely thinking that I'm a freak and a half. Because life is just too funny. and Monday's (ok, or every other day of the week in my life) are so full of mishaps and falling down and ridiculous things happening that you don't expect that it's all sort of humorous in the end, isn't it?
here's to hoping you can stand on your own two feet this week. but also that you stumble upon some good laughs.
ps. the only misfortune to befell me today is that I spilled earl gray all over my seat in class this morning. so things are looking up.
