The next time a little voice tells me to do something. I'm gonna do it. No, not THAT little voice. The smart one.
Because then I wouldn't have been walking across a frozen parking lot wearing high heels instead of my awesome snow clogs. And later on I wouldn't have caught my heel in my pant's cuff almost falling down the stairs. And I definitely wouldn't have slipped while picking Keegan up from daycare. Fortunately I had already put him in his carseat.
I live in New Hampshire. I knew it was going to snow. Heck I even knew it was going to change over to ice. I was duly warned. But nooooo.... I was all caught up in the excitement of picking out my snazzy outfit for my first hospital meeting. Stupid confidence predicated on feeling like I look good.
But I did look good. Which would have been so comforting in the ambulance after I slipped and cracked my skull and most probably broken a bone. If only you could have seen the fabulous necklace that was just the exact shade to bring out my blouse and eyes. I betcha thought the princess inside me had died years ago.
Nope. She lacks common sense so I try to keep her quiet. Silly princess.