I wonder why I don't learn things the first time....They moved the tall chest I had sitting in my kitchen when after a month they finally came to take my refrigerator to fix it.....I just left it sitting there because I needed to get around to cleaning the floor under it & also, they still need it moved when they bring back my fixed refrig. Sooooooo........

Saturday, I leaned over to pick something up, turned around & whacked my face with the corner of the chest.....put my hand up to feel & it was covered with blood. Couldn't get the little cut to stop bleeding....now I have a sore about the size of a dime & was late anyway trying to meet my friends to enjoy an afternoon movie.

Well........Sunday morning, I was paying attention to JoGI, my kitchen eskie....turned around & Whack.....right at the cornor of my same eye I managed to nail the previous day. You would have thought I would have learned from the previous day. I felt the cornor of my eye & it started to swell & turn black & blue.....ended up getting an ice cube out if the loaner refrig I have sitting in my garage & iced it down to try & keep myself from actually having a huge black eye & having to explain how lame I have been to everyone at church......which again I was late for while trying to ice the black eye down.

It's lightly black & blue.....& I took the little bandage off the cut right below my eye to let the air get to it....needless to day...DBT group questioned what happened.......I have been such a clutz lately, I am almost afraid to get out of bed......but then......who knows at the rate I'm going....could end up falling out of bed too.....wonder why I go through clutzy periods & then other times can be so graceful like when I'm enjoying ballroom dancing