NOT AGAIN?

It is hard to believe the ridiculous things we do. Not the stupid things we do on purpose, but the accidents, the unintended, the mistakes; the wrong choices. We all do it. But at times I think I do it more than most.

In the past, I have purchased a cup of coffee at a local coffee hut and set it between my legs. You can guess what happened. I decided not to sue. It was a latte and not as hot as straight coffee but I did jump and gasp. When I got back home I tried to sneak in praying that no one would see me. It looked wrong.

I had never broken a bone until 1997. That year I broke three toes one at a time and all on the same foot. One really hurt when I rolled it under my foot walking to my hot tub to shut off the motor for the night. That was the worst.

On a simpler level I have tripped over a normal rug. Felt like my foot stuck to the floor. I have raised my head into an open door that I left open. Yes, it hurts. I have left the water running in my kitchen sink, gone and had a shower, got pout and wondered who had their water running. I told that story. Yes, it was a huge mess.

But I never have done before what I did today. I fell asleep. Not that unusual, I know. I seem to be doing it all the time these days. No matter when I go to sleep I wake about 7:30 a.m. Not bad if I get to bed early. I did that last night. Was in bed by 10:15 and did not wake until 8:30. That’s enough sleep in my book. I had breakfast, wandered outside to see how the yard sale was doing (a few people had one going), sat on the porch and talked to Chas for awhile before returning to my apartment and getting my second cup of coffee. I turned on the TV to see what was on and settled on a pre football game show and began to drink my coffee. The last time I noticed the clock it was 15 after the hour. I don’t remember which hour. The next time I notices the clock was 30 minutes later when the still hot coffee that I had been holding on my upper chest tipped toward my neck and flowed down into my shirt.

This all happened simultaneously: coffee spilled, I jumped up and screamed, I saw the clock, ran to the bathroom to wipe the liquid off and put some pain cream on my now blotchy red neck. As I was returning to my chair I wondered how on earth I kept that coffee cup up somewhat straight for 30 minutes. I understand why it tipped over, but how did it stay up so long?

Of course, this event was not the end of the world, just another example of on going carelessness.

By the way, the yard sale was a bust. Very few potential buyers! The weather was remarkably nice, but the yard sales season is basically over in our part of the world. Now it is time to go to each of my three grandkids soccer games every Saturday. Yea!