So today I was walking to work. I was talking on the phone to my friend Alison and telling her all about how Brandon is going to graduate in May when I tripped and totally completely biffed it. I hit the side walk with two knees, my right hand, and possibly my elbow. My phone flew out of my hand and crashed to the sidewalk where the battery was forced out and the phone broke. My first thought of course was, " I really hope no one from work saw that."
I hurried and picked up the three pieces of my phone and hurried on to work. As I walked I realized I had two problems. One my glasses weren't in my bag anymore and - more expedient - I was bleeding pretty bad. Not so bad that I couldn't walk, but so bad that I couldn't just walk into the building and go straight to my desk.

Luckily no one saw me and I was able to get cleaned up in the first floor bathroom before heading up to my desk. Then very kind coworkers got me band aides and I was able to stop the bleeding. Of course I looked like a 10 year old today with my band aides, but I am really glad I wore shorts because I would have looked really dorky with ripped up pants.

At lunch I was able to find my glasses back where they fell out of my bag. And the phone isn't too big of a deal because I was going to get a new one when I switch to Brandon's plan in a few weeks.
Any way, Alison, if you are reading this . . . I'm sorry I didn't call you back.