Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Well, I had to give up running down the stairs after the falling incident last July. I am reduced to creeping down the stairs while clinging to the railing. If only I could learn to be that cautious!
Before I took that tumble, I had been out in the front garden snapping a couple of pictures of lovely lavender in bloom. My shoes were wet which I realized just a bit too late. When I came in and headed down the stairs, I slid and went rolling noisily down. What I didn't write about at the time (I don't think, but forgive me if I repeat myself. Age seems to do that to people.)--part of the noise was the camera flying into the air, hitting the wall and then hitting the floor with a bang.
Now this was right when Mike was using the camera daily as he put items up for sale on e-bay. Remember that that is how he generated his share of the money for a Florida home. As he came running out of his office to find me writhing in pain at the bottom of the stairs, I could see the concern in his eyes. I also saw his eyes momentarily flicker to the camera. They widened with even more concern. He made a good choice, though. He tended to me before he checked out the camera. (It was not harmed.)
I am treating myself to a haircut today. I think that there must be something about the heat and humidity that makes hair and nails grow like crazy because this haircut just cannot wait until I am home next week.