It was great weather this weekend, so I went for a walk on Saturday.
And then out of nowhere, the stupid evil sidewalk jumped up and tripped me and I fell.
I skinned both my hands and knees pretty badly. I got up and powerwalked back to my apartment.
You guys, skinning your hands and knees HURTS. No wonder kids are always crying. Seriously.
I texted Boyfriend:
Luckily Boyfriend soon arrived with bandaids.
He patched me up as much as he could.
And I spent the rest of the night moaning about my injuries.