Linda G. Hill

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JusJoJan 4 – Glass half full/half empty: Sometimes it’s just about the glass

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Ah, how infinite is our wisdom when we’re tired? That really is the question. It’s the reason I left the suitcase laying in the middle of the living room floor and it’s why there was no glass.

Last night after I finished writing my post, I started to get myself ready for bed so that when my son went to bed I could go as well. I considered having a glass of wine, but decided against it for two reasons – one, there was too much left in the bottle for the three or four ounces I usually take upstairs with me but not enough to leave the rest in the bottle, and two, because I was really too tired to stay up and drink it anyway. Likewise with my decision to take neither my laptop nor my tablet to bed with me: I really just needed sleep.

Chris came out to say goodnight to me and went off to bed, so I turned off the light, and the laptop and promptly, in my rush to get to bed, forgot that there was a suitcase laying in the middle of the floor. I tripped, I stumbled, I spent what felt like a full 20 seconds trying to save myself until I realized I was going down. And I did. On my knees and elbows. The pain was so intense, especially from my already sore shoulder joint which I’m almost sure I knocked right out of its socket since I have barely any muscle left to protect it, that I lay there for a few minutes hoping not to throw up. Finally Chris came back downstairs and called to my eldest son who was in the basement and he helped me get back up.

Had I had the glass, the laptop, or the tablet in my hands – I don’t even want to imagine the mess. Had I not tried to save myself I might have hit my head on the bannister. As it was I landed six inches away.

So, is the glass half full or half empty? Thankfully there was no glass. Next time there will be no suitcase.

This post is part of Just Jot It January. Click on the link and join in – it’s never too late to start! https://lindaghill.com/2015/01/01/just-jot-it-january-pingback-post-and-rules/

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32 thoughts on “JusJoJan 4 – Glass half full/half empty: Sometimes it’s just about the glass

  1. It really does, I should have bumps and bruises from wrestling with my kids. Instead I have vacuum injuries. 😉

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  2. Owwwch!! You’re right about not having the glass. I once slipped and fell down the stairs with a glass of soda in one hand and I think there is still soda on the ceiling 🙂 I hope you feel better soon! Stupid suitcase 😛

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  3. Hope you are doing okay today without too many lasting repercussions from your fall.

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  4. Thanks goodness that it wasn’t so bad, and nothing in your hands to make the fall worse. It’s slippery up here, we’re about to hit a deep freeze after a day of rain… I have a feeling I will be landing on my tailbone a few times in the near future.

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  5. That doesn’t so nice. And just when you finished writing about not falling. I hate those moments. Hope you are feeling better Linda.

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  6. Thankfully you didn’t do yourself a major damage so that’s a positive. So often in hindsight wisdom is such a pain in the bum. But I’m pleased for your sake you are ok, apart from injuries to self and ego that is. Take care.

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  7. So glad that if you had to take that tumble and test the powers of gravity, that you weren’t more badly injured!

    A few years ago, I was checking on the nice hot fire I had going in the woodstove. It was a cold winter night, and my Accomplice had taken the kids out for the evening, leaving me with what, at the time, was a blessed treasure of a few hours home alone.

    The Corki-dog – 75 pounds of solid, not very yielding pit bull mix, was sprawled out in front of the woodstove, enjoying the warmth. I told him to move, and assumed, without really looking, that he had…

    Can you see where this is going?

    The dog was 3, and he’s had rolling hind kneecaps since he was a puppy. They sometimes made him limp…so, when I tripped over the large, muscular red hurdle, I thought of those legs, and all the years he still had ahead of him…I could’ve saved myself by stepping on those legs…

    Nope. Couldn’t. Fell on the hot stove, instead…then looked at the dog, and told him how lucky he was that I love him, and spent the next few hours trying to get cold water on my elbow, opposite hand, and hip…all alone…

    But the dog, now several years older and getting grey around the edges, can still walk, and I healed…

    Falling kinda sucks.

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  8. I’m glad that you’re ok Linda and not broken. I’ve done this before left toys out and even a vacuum necause I’m too tired to put them away. It’s always to my demise as I go sailing across the room late at night. Thanl God I drank all the water in the glass as I was dehydrated. 😉

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  9. Sorry to hear this. I hope you are feeling better (of course I wrote ‘felling’ – good thing I caught that).

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  10. Wow, that was quite an adventure! I hope you’re feeling better this morning.

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  11. I’m so sorry Linda! What is it about falling as an adult that just plain hurts! I hope all is well and that everything heals okay. ❤

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  12. Oh! Linda I am so sorry you fell! Thank goodness for your boys.!!

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