Talk about lucky. I’m a bit sore this morning and a little grazed in places. Now that doesn’t sound lucky, but gee I sure got off lightly.

Last night, we had just got home and I was sorting stuff out. I stepped out the back door of our placed and missed my footing on the step and somehow launched myself into space. There are about 5 steps to ground level. So, I’m falling, and my right foot lands in a large glass bowl at one side on the bottom of the stairs. It is sitting on a couple of bricks and is full of water and fairy stuff. That’s Bea’s fairy garden for those that have seen it.

It shatters into a million pieces and I keep falling. I mid-air kind of twisted onto my right side and landed on the bricks under the washing line, grazing my right knee, elbow, and hand. I bumped my head a little too.

So after all of this, I have a little cut on my foot. No glass cuts at all, and a couple of grazes and a few bruises. Man, I am lucky. I could have had a foot full of glass or a broken ankle or who knows what.