Head Bangin'

Have I mentioned that I'm clumsy?


With age, my tendency towards gracelessness has, thankfully, lessened. However, every couple of months I seem to got through a phase of heightened clumsiness. It usually starts with one event, and after that the clumsiness just snowballs. 


The last time this happened was back in June. My friends and I were throwing a Bridal Shower for one of our friends, and in an effort to be helpful, I decided to take the overflowing trash bag from the kitchen to the trash cans out in the garage. I made my way to the garage and was walking down the steps when all of a sudden I found myself on the ground, and in a pile of random stuff on the garage floor. My first thought was, "How in the world did I get here?" Haha. I sat there for probably a good minute and a half cracking up at myself. I was laughing so hard I was crying. When I finally got myself up and walked back into the house, I realized that my elbow was bleeding and it hurt like the dickens. But I couldn't stop laughing. I probably could've played it off without any ever knowing what happened, but my friend J caught me as I was coming in the house and, said, "What happened to you?!". Teehee. 


After that episode followed a string of clumsy incidents. Most of which included me falling on or hitting that same elbow. It took forever to heal.


So, the other day at work, I was going through my end of the night routine. This is the same routine that I go through every night, the same one I've been doing for 3 months. So, la-la-la, I'm cleaning the women's restroom, humming a little tune to myself, when I bend over to pull some trash out of one the trash cans. As I come up, BANG! I hit my head on the feminine product dispenser that's right above the trash. I promise I saw stars. Ha. I quickly looked around to make sure no one had come in to see my graceless act. " Are you serious?!" I said to myself. Then I chuckled. That dispenser has been there the entire three months. It hasn't moved...the trash can hasn't moved....Wow!


I continued on with my routine and moved to the next bathroom. In this next one, I once again bent down to retrieve trash from the bottom of one of the cans, and as I come up, BANG! I hit my head on the paper towel dispenser that is above the can. Yes, ladies and gentlemen...I did it again. I will once more say that the dispenser has been there the entire 3 months. It hasn't moved...the can hasn't moved....Double WoW!


Fast forward to the next day. I had only been at work for about 15 minutes and into my first round of cleaning bathrooms. I hadn't even thought about the head banging events of the day before. As I exited the restrooms, I bent over to get the trash....Yes...you guessed it...BANG! I hit my head on the feminine product dispenser...AGAIN. 


Unbelievable.


Maybe I should start wearing a helmet to work???