Managed to trip over an invisible dust bunny in the parking lot this afternoon. I imagine it was hysterical, watching me windmill for two or three humorous seconds; and fortunately nothing got broken. But I haven’t skinned my knee like this since I was my kids’ age, and dammit it hurts.
And not a kidney stone, bladder stone, gallstone*, and/or appendicitis. You can imagine my relief, although I spent most of the day snoozing in bed because it didn’t hurt when I was lying down. I figure that regular holiday posting can resume tomorrow.
*Apparently you can still get something like that even if you’ve had your gallbladder removed. Which hardly seems fair.