I slammed into my glass door on Saturday night and ended up with a bruised forehead, bleeding lips, a painful elbow and knee. My lips are still a little swollen today. In fact, I look like I had silicone lip injection. I'm glad my nose didn't get hurt badly. For once, I am thankful to be blessed with a flat nose.
It's funny now when I think back but I was lucky I didn't shatter the glass or kill myself with the kitchen scissors. That night I went out to the patio with a pair of scissors to cut some vegetables. My mind was somewhere else and I had forgotten that I closed the balcony door behind me (to prevent Rusty from running out).
I was probably too excited to rush back to the kitchen clutching a bunch of chye sim that I walked through the glass door. It was dark outside whereas the living room was brightly lited. So, in a moment of distraction, the glass door became invisible.
I'm a fast walker even at home. I like dashing about from room to room and as a result, I bump into furniture all the time because my house is so small. I get nasty bruises from getting off my car too quickly or from bumping into the corner of tables and cabinets. Have I forgotten the time when I tripped and fell so hard, my toe nail got ripped off?
It's time for me to slow down. I used to get annoyed with the kids because they move too slowly but at least they don't hurt themselves or fall flat on their face like me.