The Curious Incident of....

No. That's not quite right. 

Let me try again.

The Idiotic Incident of...

Oh, yes... I like alliteration,  but, it still isn't quite right.

The Stupid, Dumb, Idiotic, Imbecilic, Moronic, Dopey, Dizzy

Thing That Dreaming Did on Friday

There, that seems to fit the crime!

So, the day began as most days have this week.

It was raining.

I did all my morning things.

I even had my coffee...

so that can't be used as an excuse.

I headed to the Rec Center for Pickleball.

How normal and routine.

I helped set up two nets, 

and walked around the curtain to see if folks

needed help on the other side.

Then....

I was on the floor, pickleball paddle in hand.

I went down

HARD.

You see, the Rec Center has just opened their

facility for pickleball after redoing the floors.

They are shiny and beautiful.

But, our sneakers stick... just a bit.

And, as I walked around the corner

my foot moved forward to take a step, 

but the sole of my sneaker sorta stayed where it was.

Then a scientific principle called

MOMENTUM

took over. 

That is... an object in motion tends to stay in motion

unless acted upon by an equal and opposite force.

Well, since the foot stuck,

the body kept going.

I was holding the paddle in both hands for some reason

and I went down on my knees,

then on my elbows,

and then performed a very ungraceful face plant 

on that new shiny floor.

Uh oh.

I was bleeding.

A wonderful friend went and got some paper towels.

I protected that shiny floor...

not a drop of blood was shed on it. 

Then we inspected the damage.

Uh oh.

It wasn't just a little cut.

It was, in fact, two cuts;

one above and one below my eye.

My eye glasses evidently slammed into my face

and they did a number.

This is me. Just a few hours following the fall,

and after a fairly quick trip to the Doctor's office 

for 6 (or is that 7?) stitches.

(I am so glad I didn't go to the ER....

I might still be there if I had!)

I look a bit more gruesome now as more swelling 

has set in - despite applying cold compresses most of the day.

Mr. Dreamy has posted a disclaimer on Facebook

to let folks know he was 5 miles away from me

when this happened.

Well, I need to come up with a better story...

the truth is just too 

Stupid, Dumb, Idiotic, Imbecilic, Moronic, Dopey, and Dizzy!