Black and Blue

So, I'm being really clumsy lately. Or, I'm just having really bad luck, or something. I'm lacking grace in my movement through my environment, that is for sure.

I have a bruise the size of... oh man... (can't think of anything that all my readers will be able to visualize...). Well, I have a big bruise on the front of my left arm just above the elbow
from running into the door knob/handle of the bathroom door. See the thing is, this apartment we're living in is fine for what it's for (a month of just really needing a place to sleep and shower), but it's got plenty of "character" (for lack of a better word..). Besides the roaches, many of the floors and doors and doorways don't line up anymore. Most of the doors have to be slammed pretty hard to be closed because they stick- this is annoying because well, no matter what time of day or night, there are 6 other people in the apartment that might not really care what you are up to, and just go around slamming their door. Sleep gets disturbed to say the least.

Now, my bathroom door is one that sticks on the floor...there is just this one spot that you have to push it past (and push pretty hard at that) to get it open far enough to walk in.

A couple of days I kept forgetting, or just not exerting enough effort for some reason, and what ended up happening, is that I didn't push the door, but also didn't stop my body from moving forward, and ended up running arm smack into the door handle. The handle looks something like this the handle off to the right here. So, the end of that sucker just punched hard as anything into my arm. Ouch. And of course, it's not like I only did it once, I did it repetitively in a few days time, and it always hits in the exact same spot...so the bruise is really a doozy. The good news is that I am not a completely lost cause, and I have now learned to slow down a bit, and make sure I open the door all the way.

Now, my second story of clumsiness is worse, only because of the potential for damage. This morning, I was putting my backpack (with all my books and computer- yes, HEAVY) down on the floor, and it just slipped out of my grip. So instead of placing it on the ground, it fell, and landed directly on my big toe. That is, the corner of my computer landed directly on my big toe. I screamed. It hurt. I could barely walk, and my first statement was, "Thank God my computer didn't land on the floor!" I was very aware, that I would have rather broken my toe, than broken my computer. Is this a statement on something? I reckon my toe will heal itself for free- my computer will not! I took two painkillers immediately, and hobbled on to school. It's not broken, but the point of contact is evident. For now it looks like a deep wine stain- you can see that the bruise is deep- so it should progress into quite the doozy of a bruise as well. The good news is, as far as I can tell, my computer survived the fall without incident.

Stay tuned for more updates of the black and blue...