Posts Tagged ‘grace’

When the crown slips

Sometimes I wish that when I was younger I had taken up either ballet or gymnastics. I say that because on many occasions I now find myself less than graceful. I’m familiar with the question, “Did you have a nice trip, Grace?” I’ve been known to walk into parking meters, miss the final step on a staircase, have my ankles buckle while walking in heels, and realize a rolling chair had wheeled itself away once I fell to the floor. All this coming from the girl who used to ride her pink bike by standing on one foot atop the banana seat. Not sure what happened since. (head scratch)

Recently I had another unsanctioned attempt at gymnastics. My petite self was carrying one end of a sofa while my 6’2” male employee carried the other at what I’ve deemed an “unnatural” height. We made it out of the receiving area; however, as we made entrance into the showroom I asked if we could pause for a moment so I could regroup. As I began to put the sofa back to floor, I hadn’t taken into account the leather tufted turtle ottoman immediately to my right. There began my twisting and turning as I fought to keep my feet under me without losing the sofa. In what I’ve been told was slow motion, I was able to save the sofa (Yay, I think), but fall wrenched in pain onto another sofa nearby. Read the rest of this entry »