I Fell Off the Couch & Other Awesome Things...

So. I fell of the couch.

{I'll go ahead and give you a minute or two to stop laughing.}

...

Tuesday last.

Standing on couch {making a little more sense now?}.

Removing Christmas decorations hung high on wall.

Lean over to place wonderful decor on tub on coffee hot chocolate table.

{You see where this is going huh?}

Yeah, well insert giant metal ladder on floor between couch and table.

I landed on it.

{Not so funny anymore is it?}

 {Unless you're really mean.}

Cut to last night.

Totally feeling better.

Baby crying back in bedroom.

Head down hallway without turning lights on because...

I know the way.

Pitch black and I run into something.

{Are you laughing?}

Split-second thinking: is it the stupid dog?

Too big for dog!

Falling over too big for dog thing in middle of pitch-black hallway.

Falling into Tay's room.

Try and stop myself with my hands and knees.

Too big to be falling. I fall hard.

I hear...

"I thought you saw me!"

Seriously?

No.

Seriously?!?

WTH

Who lays down in a pitch-black hallway?

My freaking awesome husband of course.

Who else?

{Go ahead and laugh, I won't hold it against you.}

But I'll hold off for a day or two

until the awful head-to-I'm too big to be falling like this-toe pain subsides.

Tay: Stay in your room and just GO TO SLEEP!!

Rob: Don't guard Tay's door...

and fall asleep...

in the pitch-black hallway.

Yeah. Thanks.

{And for the record: No. I really didn't see him.}

{It was pitch-black.}

{Just in case you missed that part.}