I shouldn’t be required to take the trash out ever again. I was leaving the house for work and taking the trash out on the way and I had yet another taking-the-trash-out accident today. This time I was carrying one bag of trash out of the house with two bags waiting on the porch. I went to close the door and the stupid rug inside got caught in the door so it wouldn’t close. I had a heavy bag on my shoulder along with my purse and the trash bag in one hand. Being smart, I tried to shove the rug back with one foot while holding on to everything else and trying to close the door.
Can you see where this is going?
I lost my balance and fell backwards off the porch (which is just one step). Before I knew what had hit me, I was laying on the ground on my back staring at the sky. A sense of deja vu enveloped me. Had I been in this position before? Luckily this time I wasn’t really hurt. I mostly fell on the bags of trash which were full of shredded paper, so they saved me. My shoulder and left side hit the pavement some and are a little stiff and I had to change my shirt, but I survived.
Sheesh. What a klutz.
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