Finally got a decent amount of rain yesterday. We both got pretty drenched on our evening walk.
Some of the water from our jackets ended up on the bathroom floor, and so of course I slipped and did a classic cartoon-style feet-in-the-air-flat-on-my-back fall.
I miss the days when I could hop back up after a fall and keep going without having to check and ensure all my limbs are intact first, but luckily I’m ok.
Scraped my hand and my elbow, and quite sore today, but I’m otherwise unscathed. It’s a good thing I don’t live alone - do you know how hard it is to clean and dress a wound on your own elbow?