Monday, January 21, 2013

Making coffee on one foot

I've always been a bit of a menace in the kitchen. I mean, it's sort of written into the mathematical equation of my life:

small space + clumsy girl = (a lot of swearing) x (things breaking)

These days it's even worse, on account of one of my feet is swaddled in a 4lb surgical boot and I'm having to bump around with a cane. Oh, and the fact that apparently at some point while I was being operated on my center of gravity shifted from someplace relatively normal to, oh, I don't know, like my left kneecap. So I keep falling over backwards for no reason at all. That's awesome.

Look out: I'll take you down with me if you stand too close.

That said, I'm moving around better and getting more done than I really expected to. And, thankfully, it doesn't take two feet to brew a pot of coffee.

So that's been happening. A lot. I mean, even a lot for me. A lot more than usual. Just pot after pot after pot. It's almost out of control, now that you mention it. I almost need an intervention. But not yet. Just let me have this for a while.

Is that too much to ask?

1 comment:

  1. Oh, I'm so sorry that you have had foot surgery recently. Glad it is over with and things are on the mend. Hopefully you can get back to the running you were enjoying...or was that the culprit? I had started running before the holidays and was doing so well. Then, flu knocked me off schedule. Back to walking but I need to resume the was definitely working!


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