Just another day...

OMG. It happened again.

I decided to go to work a little bit earlier today. I woke up, did my usual morning routines (ie. check instagram), showered, did my make-up, sat in my closet pondering life for a minute or two, got dressed in a smart sweater dress and burgundy leggings with gunmetal accessories, fixed my hair and was ready even before my ride was! Of course it took a little longer than usual to get to work (traffic is always worse earlier than later). So when I finally arrived, to make up a few seconds of time I quickly walked into the building and saw the elevator was there and people were getting on. I quickened my pace to catch the elevator and... promptly TRIPPED on the rug in front of it.

After that, everything happened in slow mo. I think I could literally see my boot get caught on the piece of rug that wasn’t flush with the floor, and my arms flailing out to catch my fall…the yelp that escaped from my mouth, the inevitable look of "WTF just happened?" on my face (again) and of course the looks of shock and pity on the faces of the FULL ELEVATOR OF PEOPLE.

Yep.

To make matters worse, my leg was already a little sore from all the leaping I did at the gym the night before. (Yes, I said leaping. It’s for Sh’Bam. Yes, I said Sh’Bam. It's this dance class similar to Zumba but less latin and more leaping.) Anyways, I picked myself up as gracefully as I could (not particularly easy as you can imagine) and limped my way into the elevator. There were a few “Are you alrights?” and of course I answered “Yeah. Just in pain. Thanks.” 

PS. Thanks everyone for rushing to help me up. (Note: No one rushed to help me up).

Just another day in my totally fab life. Welcome.