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dragonlady7Wow. Just groggily went outside to set up bucket under leaky gutter downspout, as it had just begun raining.
Tripped over the cement blocks in garden path. Skinned parts of the balls of both my feet.
Am now effectively lamed.
I really hope my houseguests didn't want to do anything today that involved hiking.
I am so sleepy I cannot figure out how to treat either injury. Am now sitting on couch pretending it didn't happen. But one is bleeding so I should really rather see to it. But nobody's awake yet and I don't want to go bumble around the house on my two injured feet.
Fuck.
(The bucket, by the way, has since tipped over, which means that I might as well not have bothered to go out there at all. So this is an exceedingly pointless injury.)
Tripped over the cement blocks in garden path. Skinned parts of the balls of both my feet.
Am now effectively lamed.
I really hope my houseguests didn't want to do anything today that involved hiking.
I am so sleepy I cannot figure out how to treat either injury. Am now sitting on couch pretending it didn't happen. But one is bleeding so I should really rather see to it. But nobody's awake yet and I don't want to go bumble around the house on my two injured feet.
Fuck.
(The bucket, by the way, has since tipped over, which means that I might as well not have bothered to go out there at all. So this is an exceedingly pointless injury.)
