So I wash my face, take two blind steps sideways to the door where the towels hang, grab onto a towel, quickly pull it (and the door) to my face, and whack myself in the nose with the door.
I yell "Ow!" because it hurt.
I inspect my (still wet, soapy) nose with my hand. It feels okay. So I reach up, grab the same towel, pull it toward my face, and again, whack my nose with the door.
In a fit of toddler-like rage, I angrily pull downward on the towel with all my might, and rip it--and the wooden towel rack--off the door; at which point the towel, now a make-shift slingshot, launches the towel rack into my nose.
I scream, "What the HELL!" after the towel rack falls to the ground, and lands on my big toe.
I stand perfectly still for quite some time, aware that jerky movements and childish outbursts were the cause of my calamity. When satisfied I had regained composure (and certain the comedy of errors had played itself out), I pick up the towel, and the towel rack, place them on the sink basin, take a step toward the door
...and set my foot squarely down on a wood screw; from the dislodged towel rack.
Posted by Antigeist at November 3, 2005 09:17 AMI have to say that sounds alot like my Sunday morning - which resulted in a broken middle toe at about 5:00 am.
All thanks to the door of the puppy's crate as I flung it open onto my bare foot in an effort to put my jacket on, put my shoes on and let the howling dog out in one (less than graceful) fluid motion so that I could go back to my precious pillow without fully waking up.
When I knocked the door into my toe, I fell backwards and my butt hit the ottomon and bounced to the floor. I got some perspective (and puppy kisses) after realizing that as I was crying and cussing, Lucy was howling with me in sympathy.
Let's just say I'm not at my best until at least 6:30.
Posted by: susannah at November 3, 2005 09:49 AMand then a seal bit your nose off?
http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20051031/od_nm/safrica_seal_dc;_ylt=AmfuzEjlW6NwlY3BXakVqAqs0NUE;_ylu=X3oDMTA3ODdxdHBhBHNlYwM5NjQ-
i am so, so sorry for laughing. but grateful! does that help?
Posted by: anne at November 3, 2005 01:19 PMthat was a sign to go back to bed....for the day.
Posted by: gmb at November 3, 2005 08:13 PMSounds like a walking Rube Goldberg contraption. Actually, I broke my nose once when I woke up in the middle of the night and ran to the bathroom (had to go really bad). I was waving my arms out in front of me in our pitch black apartment to find the door. The door just so happened to be opened enough that the narrow profile was in the right position where my hands never felt it. At least it wasn't a bad break.
Posted by: Dennis at November 3, 2005 11:14 PM