Okay ladies, read at your own risk, because I seem to have a bit of a jinx on me of late.....it started about a month and a half ago, when I went out to give the 'girls' some feed. I was looking at them, and not paying much attention to the ice on the ground, which I had been avoiding that week....YUP...you guessed it...down I went! I landed on my left side, hurting my arm badly. I was left with a huge bruise running from above the elbow to halfway down my arm. The bruise has since disappeared, but the elbow still hurts some.
The next week, I accidentally grabbed my glasses when heading out the door, instead of my keys, and noticed my mistake just when I slammed the door shut. I needed to make it to an appointment and stood there in the cold, windy rain for a moment, before I came to the realization that I would have to break the glass in the old back room door in order to get back in to retrieve my keys. Now, I chose this method of reentry, because the top of the window in that door already had a crack in it. At first I tried prying the old putty off the window, using a tool from the hubby's workshop, but time was a-wastin', so I just smashed through the glass with my hand (okay...I know....not too smart). I left the glass to clean up when I got home.
Story number three....that same evening, I returned home later...the Mister was already home and had cleaned up the glass. He was in the barn chopping some wood for kindling to start a fire. I said Hi, then went on over to the coop to put the "girl"s in for the night. I was trying to grab one of the roosters and as I went to do so...I slipped in the mud...and went down....UGH...mud on my bum, legs and arms. I let out a somewhat pathetic cry/laugh noise....good thing I can laugh at myself, because more bad luck was still on it's way....
Fast forward another week...the weather is improving, and I have the urge to open up the storm windows and let in the fresh air. Most of the windows in our old home are original, very heavy wood windows. I open the window by our bed, prop it up with the wooden stick we use, and proceed to fight with the storm and screen windows. You see where I'm going with this gals....yes...that blasted window slammed down on my right hand SO hard, I thought for sure it was broken, and for a brief second as I wriggled in pain on the side of the bed, my first thought was "AM I GOING TO BE ABLE TO CRAFT" Yes.....that was my FIRST thought! The pain subsided after about 5 minutes...I was almost afraid to try to move my hand...but by the grace of God, I was able to move it! No lasting effects, except another big bruise to add to my ever growing collection.
Okay...you would think that was enough, but nope...not done YET!
I went to run errands last week. It was a very, very windy day. I parked at Tractor Supply, so I could run in to grab a new pair of their great ladies' work gloves. I spied a wonderful Redbud tree on my way in, so nabbed the tag off of it to pay for it. Grabbed my gloves and paid for them and the tree. Found a flat cart to wheel the tree out to the car. I was doing just that when I heard a THUD! I saw the guy get out of his car next to mine, rubbing the side of my car. The wind had swung his door open so hard, that it put a dent and big scratch in my car...great! Standing out in the terrible wind, trying to keep that tree upright, while talking to this guy and getting insurance information....my hair blowing all over the place...I must have looked like the wicked witch of the east (since this is NY).
My next little blessing came on Saturday. My DIL, Steph, and I were heading to the store. I decided to use Hubby's car and went to open the driver's door to get in and BAM it swung into my upper chest/shoulder area...OUCH...yippee, another bruise to add to my collection.
That night, while doing dishes, I broke a glass....
Fast forward to last night. The Mister and I met over at our old house to have dinner with Drew & Maria, before Maria and I took the dogs to training. The Mister and Drew were staying at the house this time to cut down a small tree and watch sweetie Peter. Mr. Whimzie asked me if he needed to move his car, I said, "No, I should be able to get around it just fine..." Yup...you guessed it...I didn't get around it just fine, and ended up crumpling up the right front of it above the tire...he just got the car a few months ago...I just wanted to cry!
Please pray for me gals....this bad luck has got to end soon! I'm almost afraid to go anywhere or do anything! LOL.
Have a blessed day - hope my trials and tribulations gave you a laugh, and made you a little more thankful for the blessings in your life. I'm thankful that every little accident I have had has not been anything major, and has helped me to not sweat the little stuff. I'm off to go buy some bubble wrap.