Let's face it. I don't subscribe to the "less is more" theory. I never have, never will. I like clothes and I like to have a lot of clothes. Because I have so much stuff in my closet, I have a fairly decent size step stool always sitting in there so I can reach things on the top shelves. Normally this isn't an issue.... until yesterday.
I was getting ready yesterday morning and I wasn't paying attention to what I was doing and I tripped. Nothing new in tripping, I'm a bit of a klutz, but left foot smashed into that step stool and I heard a "SNAP". I then felt the pain and a little bit ill. I hobbled over the bed, writhing in pain and knew I was in trouble. I've broken many many toes in my life and I knew one or more toes were done for. After I could breathe, I hobbled to the couch and taped all of my toes together because I knew at least one of them was broken, but wasn't sure if I took out two or three of them. Last night, when I unwrapped them to take a bath, my ring finger toe was black and purple. Yep, broken. Its two neighbors are slightly bruised, so I think they survived the incident.
Most of my shoes have pointy toes, so this is going to be an interesting couple of weeks on the footwear front. I tried on a couple of pairs of shoes last night and they seemed to be ok. I guess I'll be taking gym shoes with me to work this week in case I can't stand it! At least I can laugh about it!
Lori
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