Saturday morning and I am cleaning the bathroom.
Some idiot hammers like heck on my door, sending my 2 jack russells in a frenzy.
I start down the stairs, did 3 steps ok, missed a load, hit the 4th from the bottom, scraping my boot on the wall and landing in a heap on my left side with my arm outstretched.
I stagger up, open the door, stupid taxi driver asks if I had ordered a taxi. I angrily said no I f-ing didn't, shut the door, wobbled into the living room and rang hubby, then collapsed crying.
3 hours in a&e, doc and nurses cannot believe that I have not broken anything, only have muscle strain, shoulder ligament is pulled, bruising to my upper left ribs, left shin and on my right forearm. I also ripped off half the sole of my new boots!
So I seem to have a case of torretts as hubby keeps making me laugh, and if he plays the eastenders tune once more, I am going to be a widow!
And I went to work Sunday, but am so regretting it as I hurt like a sumbitch now!
Hope your weekend was better than mine lol
Ann xx