totallytinab

I run into things…a lot.  I fall down, I hit my shins, I bump into walls, I drop things, I dive into pools and break my neck.  It’s why I had the nickname growing up “Clara Klutz” I have never really grown out of it.  It’s who I am.

I wonder sometimes why I am such a klutz.  I am, after all, a former professional athlete.

Maybe it’s my spacial relations.  I try to walk around the table but always seem to bump it.  I didn’t mean to dive into shallow water, but…..

Right now, I have 6 bruises on my legs from various klutz attacks.  I am not really sure how I got them.  I don’t even notice  when I run into things anymore unless it’s a doozy.  Easter Sunday was one of those doozys.  We were out for a walk with our dogs.  We let them off of their leashes and I was walking after them.  I tripped and fell and scraped my knees, both elbows, and both of my hands.  That really hurt!

I get mad at myself sometimes.  I yell, “Pay attention, Tina!”  But I always seem to drop something or run into something else.  So I have resigned myself to knowing it is what it is.   I will be “Clara Klutz” forever.