Sunday, May 31, 2009
I am sporting a bruise on my left forehead due to an accident. I was picking a toy the little man left on our bedroom carpet and when I got up I hit the side of the dresser. Clumsy, huh? I wanted to curse everybody but it is not anybody's fault but mine. And the dresser's. It should have made room for me to avoid the accident. It did not. Anyway, I was holding the injured part when the husband saw me and asked what was wrong with me. When I did not reply (I was still trying to stop myself from saying bad words) he asked if I needed treatment for acne which made me laugh. I could not help it, lol. There I was angry at myself for being careless and here was the husband trying to look for a solution for me even if he did not know what was wrong. I told him what happened and he said to be careful next time. I should but another accident happened, this time my thigh hitting the side of the bed. Perhaps I should start wearing my eyeglasses even at home.