Knot Head

8/10/2011 1 Comments

I’m officially a knot head. I got up in the middle of the night, stumbling my way through the darkness when wack! I knocked my forehead on the corner of the wall, and now there’s a knot on it. Not very attractive I might add. Did it knock some sense into me? Not a chance. :). I’m such a klutz. I’ve broken my wrist twice, my arm once, my fingers and toes twice, I’ve had to get stitches three different times, and I’ve split my cranium straight now the middle and had a hematoma for months. I remember telling my first grade teacher to feel my squishy head. I also remember her scrunching up her face and shaking her head. But hey, I was six and thought it was cool that my head was squishy. I know. I’m a weirdo.

Anyway, my dad used to joke that I should wear a football uniform for protection. So yeah, I’m a total klutz. And forget about wearing heels. I’m only five feet tall and would love to wear them, but that would surely be the death of me. Hell, I don’t need heels to trip over my own damn feet. This one time I was walking outside the mall and almost fell flat on my face. A car was driving by at that exact moment and stopped when I tripped and broke my fall with my hands. It was so embarrassing. I’m sure they were laughing at me. I had the same look a dog gets when he’s crapping in the yard, and he catches you looking at him. Ya know, that embarrassed look. Yup, that was the look I had.

A few weeks ago a tornado went through our town, which was scary. It’s true what they say about it sounding like a freight train because it did. Anyway, besides it destroying four of our wonderful trees, it also tore shingles off our roof. Right now we’re waiting for the claims department to see what they’re going to do about it. We have interlocking shingles, and since they don’t make those type of shingles anymore, we’re going to have to get a new roof in order for the roofing company to replace the shingles the tornado had ripped off. We’re hoping our insurance company will replace our roof. Otherwise, we’re going to have to wait until next year to replace it. But in the meantime, while we wait for what the claims department is going to decide to do, we need to tarp the spots on our roof that were damaged, just incase some nasty storm rolls in. Kevin can’t handle heights, so I had told him I’d tarp it. Yeah, right. LOL. He’s well aware of how klutzy I am, so he didn’t go for that idea. Too bad because I’m not afraid of heights, and I wouldn’t mind doing it. But that’s okay, he’s going to have a guy who is fixing the roof at his work that was damaged from the tornado as well, tarp it.

Now I’m going to take my knot head, klutzy self and get a cup of coffee.