Here we go again

Well, Ladies and Gentlemen, Today I broke my nose. Yes, you read correctly. I fell down the attic stairs and landed on my head. Fear not God was on it. We have deduced that I am blessed to be alive yet again. And yet again I am not without the scars. The back of my head hit a table first and threw my head into my latest upholstery piece that just happens to be stripped to the frame right now. We have also deduced that my glasses saved a major portion of my face and quite possibly my eyeball from serious disaster. Yet those same glasses broke, gashed my face, leaving shards of lens that had to be plucked from my nose / brow bone, and left ten stitches along with some serious color in their wake. As we were telling my medical history to the doctoral student ... well you can imagine. We got a couple of "wait-I-can't-write-that-fast"'s and several "noway.-really?"'s I came home and read a note from a college friend I haven't seen in Years "God put you on my heart..." that made me smile. The garage sale we had this morning we sold almost nothing but made 40 dollars "coincidentally" the amount of the urgent care copay. Marmie is coming to see me and that feels better but my nose was radiated in '92 so bone healing may be an issue because of that. Tim said while we were waiting "I think you have outdone your mom in the 'grace'[fulness] department" But I'm not gonna blame it all on Mom seeing as how the last member of the family in the ER was Daddy. He walked into a Door.
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Whoops, nope the last family member in the ER was me, I dehydrated myself.

today

I just can't seem to get started. I have a million things to do, not the least of which is cleaning out the garage, but I guess I just feel like I won't make any progress on any of them, so I am not moving. Either way, I am getting NOTHING done today. Maybe I will go shopping. ... Crap, I don't really need anything. Except a pottery wheel, which I have no room for because my garage is a wreck. Can anyone feel my pain?