As I sit here - sipping wine, trying not to be too lonely because BF is working an overnight, and attempting to calm down my tense puppy who feels that she is my Protectress in BF's absense - I am making a running tally of my injuries this week:
1) Sore ankle from slipping on some ice early in the week and nearly sliding under my car on my ass.
2) Huge bruise on my right hip from jumping on BF and falling into the pantry doorknob.
3) Small slice on my left pinky finger from unsuccessfully removing a staple from my cubicle wall.
4) Moderately fat lip from biting a burnt french fry too hard.....I really wish I was kidding....
5) Bruise across knuckles on right hand from rotating my work chair too fast and slamming my hand between it and the edge of my desk.
6) Bloody nose from being lovingly head-butted by my dog last night when I tried to get in bed.
I have come to the conclusion that I am intensely accident prone and should probably while away the remainder of my days in a padded cell. Although I really can't be held accountable for my dog's aggressive bed-hogging behavior that found me bleeding in the sink at 11pm last night.
And for good measure, some pictures of my Protectress at work..
