* And Jill came tumbling after….

falling-99175_640I must say, Lizzi’s Ten Things of Thankful has been an impetus to look on the bright side of my tumble down the the stairs this past week.  I could have used Jack to slow my descent, but here are my silver linings:

  1. Our stairs are carpeted.
  2. I realize now that I am not qualified to steer a luge in the Olympics.  It’s good to know.
  3. I did not realize how hurt I was.  I would have been much more shaken had I known.
  4. I did not know I would hurt more each day.  “Each day has enough trouble of its own.”
  5. I did not hit my head.  Any more concussions and I won’t know who I am.
  6. I will restart my PT exercises on my bad knee.  I had been slacking off.
  7. My bum has more padding than I realized.  Not sure how to evaluate that, exactly.
  8. My dearest widower has taken good care of me.  True love.
  9. There are only 14 steps in most sets of stairs.  What if there were 30?
  10. I could never become addicted to painkillers.  I wouldn’t know who I am, where I am, and what I’m supposed to be doing.  Of course, that does describe me in a sleep-deprived state.  That’s another post.

Bonus for today!  Here’s another image created by my tutoring kiddo, taking a brain break from our long distance teaching.  He’s “at the beach” with his snorkel, hair cut Mohawk-style and a lot of facial hair for a young’un, while eating a cake.  Do you recognize him?Hangout 4