I’m back at school! I didn’t blog yesterday because I was catching up with friends, and by friends I mean Eric came over and took the Pottermore sorting hat test. Today I’ve just been hanging out with Zoe and Eric and then I saw Alyssa, Chloe, Becca, Emily and Steven briefly. I currently have the back to school jitters and I’m just trying to stay relaxed and calm with my decaf coffee and some Private Practice on Netflix, only after I made sure my backpack was properly packed for my classes tomorrow. I have three maybe four emails to send tonight already so things are picking up rather quickly.
So onto the point of the blog post. I have the weirdest luck like things either really work out for me or they really don’t if that makes sense. Like I can’t really complain about it because sometimes it really works out so when it doesn’t I just have to laugh. I moved in yesterday, the weather just missed my area of Pennsylvania, where I get on the turnpike was the first one going west that was open, the road were dry, I made it back to school in great time. I unpacked my very full car all by myself and I didn’t drop a single thing even though I took the stairs with my arms full TWICE! This is a big deal give it to me please.
So everything is going great so after laying on the ground for a while not wanting to unpack I forced myself to so I wouldn’t feel bad about myself today when I still had a lot to do so I started unpacking. I hung up all of my clothes and put all of my t-shirts and pants away and the last thing I had to do was put my sweaters on the top shelf of my closet. Can you see where I’m going with this yet? So I’m standing on my chair putting up three or so up at a time, then leaping off instead of stepping off to save some time- you know time is very valuable in my book. So I’m putting up the sweaters- leap- sweaters – leap- sweaters- leap, bam I fell so slowly and painfully right off my chair and onto the floor. At first I thought I broke my leg, like it hurt so bad that I thought I was going to throw up, like a shocking amount of pain that I couldn’t cry/scream/make any noise at all. Maybe I should clarify that I’m fine. The next thing I noticed that my knee was about to bleed so I pulled off my leggings and stared at my already bruised and bleeding knee in disbelief that I just fell flat on my face. Then my second instinct was that I ripped my new legging- thank goodness I didn’t. I doctored up my knee (thankfully I was well equipped for my clumsiness) and I just stared at my leg for a little longer, I still can’t believe it. I just have the oddest luck. I seriously went from having the day run as smoothly as it could have gone until I fell out off the chair and hit the floor. I mean that didn’t dictate the rest of my day (with the exception that I hate bandaids because they irritate my skin so I took it off and when I woke up it was really pussy) it just so happens that’s how my life works. You can’t do anything other than laugh at the stuff like that. My arm and butt (which how did that happen?!?) are also bruise and my chin is sore but not bruised. I’m kind of lucky though too because another inch to my left I would have hit my head on a shelf unit and a few inches to my right my desk.
Anyway, embrace your luckiness and unluckiness in life.