apparently gravity has it out for me today.
last night, my bedside chandelier came crashing down. it scared the crap outta Mr Bix, which of course made me wake up in fright…arms a flailin and my heart racing. is there a burglar? is there a ghost? what is it, Mr Bix? did timmy fall into a whale?
nope, just my chandelier. RIP, 7 little glass teardrops and a quarter-sized chunk of the ceiling.
then, while i was taking a shower this morning, my shower curtain came crashing down. Mr Bix wasn’t so scared this time, he was still fast asleep in the bed. but I was startled…once again the arms were a flailin and water was a splashin while i tried to put the shower curtain back into place.
THEN, while i was walking down the stairs, i somehow slip and I came crashing down. well, more like i slid my way down the stairs. luckily, i’m totally fine. i’m always worried that one time (yes, i’ve slid down the stairs multiple times), i’m going to break my leg or something. fingers crossed this never happens.
do did someone turn up gravity today? is it no longer 9.81 m/s²? why do i never get these memos?