A week ago I came down the steps from my office with both hands full. McKenzie was in her usual place on the landing.
Just as I was positioning to twist and step down over her, the UPS truck drove up. Cedar, Koyuk, Trask and Lupin all rushed down the stairs behind me. My ankle bone hit the landing before my foot sole. I crashed face first with a severely torn ankle, banged up elbow and amazingly an unbroken coffee cup.
Selfe of my ankle today - day 8 post injury.
This year I didn't dare have a Christmas tree so garlands over the windows are displaying my
ornaments. Change that to "were". A chair got too close to the wall. Fortunately I
caught Trask perched on the top of the chair back aiming for glass ornaments. I was
able to get them down before I did in my ankle. The garlands are still there.
I'm not into navigating ladders quite yet.
I still have not figured out how Trask got the wrapped package off the mantle
without taking down the mantle garland and decorations with it.
Ankle or not, last night with Dave's help, I climbed up and got the mantle cleared. So I have a 1/2 undecorated house and a long overdue blog update. Make that "had" a long overdue blog.
So much for my New Year's Resolution to either ride the rig or walk to the paper everyday. Guess I'll have to start my New Year with my birthday- ankle willing.