I was carrying a load of freshly dried laundry up the earthen steps which have no symmetry or similarity to each other, causing me to mis-judge the height of the next one and tag it with my two toes. IF i had spent the extre 48 seconds looking for the flops on the left instead of grabbing the first pair of matching flops, i would have been saved. Since i was carrying a precious load that could not be dropped in the dirt, i just kept plodding along. Now i have to cut my toe nail too short since some of it broke off and i also have to cut a flap of skin off the end of my toe.
Earlier today, when the dogs got out and i was chasing them in my CROCS through ungroomed forest, i flipped a stick up with my toe and cut my shin open with the other end of it. Yet again, i stayed strong and continued my quest of catching the pets. I could hear the neighbor shooing them away and the anger of the 5 dogs behind us that are behind cold, steal fences. MAybe we should invest...
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