So tonight I fell on a wet floor in a store on my way to the bathroom. I had my Coach in my hand, and in trying to protect it I banged myself up considerably more than I would have if I had allowed myself to fall normally. Once I hit the floor, my first thought was "00000UUUCCCHHHHHHHHHHHHH", and my second though was "Is Carly OK?!"
She was, but as I sit here I have a very banged up knee, sore bum, aching arm and painful ankle.
But I'm happy to report my new Coach received no injuries.
Is that love or what?
She was, but as I sit here I have a very banged up knee, sore bum, aching arm and painful ankle.
But I'm happy to report my new Coach received no injuries.
Is that love or what?