AJ and I installed some window treatments earlier this evening (that would be Thursday). We’d almost finished with the job and had all our installation paraphenalia by the front door on the very hard tile floor ready to be loaded into the truck. You can only imagine how embarrassed I was when I caught my toe on our folded ladder and fell flat out. Not only that, but with eagle’s eye accuracy, in trying to catch myself I
(a) jammed my right ring finger between the ladder handle and tray, and
(b) landed on the ladder,
(c) firmly pinching said finger between ladder handle and tray.
Ohmygosh, it hurt. I have a little bluish-black spot under my nail — very small, so I’m thinking I won’t lose my nail. But it did hurt so very much! And to compound the humiliation, I think my client saw it all happen . . . he said, “Are you okay?” so I’m not sure if he saw me fall or just saw the aftermath.
Just call me “Grace.”