…to start the day!
I got up this morning after a particularly restless night (dreams of lead generation, talking to the CEO, frustrations with work, Cylons(!) and bad golf) – showered, dressed and gathered my thoughts for the day. I picked up a bag, two mugs (one empty, one half full), and started walking downstairs. I only made it to the top step – then I fell all the way to the bottom. Don’t know what happened, don’t know how I managed it, but by the time I got to the bottom, I was covered in tea and I’d ripped my brand new stockings.
I’m bruised but not injured.