So I've been a single parent for the last couple of days. Barry is on a business trip, and I am holding down the fort. Things have been going really well, actually! But just now, I heard Noah calling me to come get his cup...and I went in to the completely dark room (his nursery is only accessible through our room), and I lost my bearings and ran face first into the door frame!!! CRAP!!!
My first inclination, of course, was to yell, "DAMMMITTT!!!". But I didn't. Instead I checked for blood while my eyes were watering. I had hit the corner of the door frame squarely on my forehead and nose.
No blood. Good.
Then I started giggling. And now I can't stop! I know how funny it would have looked, had anyone been able to see!
Yeah, this is definitely one of "those stories" that Barry always tells me I shouldn't tell people. I think he's concerned I may look silly!
Yeah, 'cause that's NEVER happened before....
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