Well, we're back to the cool, rainy weather again. It was like that yesterday too. We're not supposed to see any sunshine until tomorrow. I hope they're wrong and we get some today. But it could be worse, Iowa typically gets its last frost about now and the temps aren't supposed to fall that low at night, so that is good.
I did something to my middle toe on my right foot on Tuesday and I don't know what I did, but I noticed that night when I took my shoe off, the ball of my foot right there hurt and it felt swollen. The toe was also a little black and blue. The next day it felt better, but the bruising was worse. Now the bruising is better, but it hurts again. The weird thing is I can't figure out how it happened. I don't remember hitting my foot on anything. I mean I did lose my balance once while putting up the curtain rods I needed for the valances I put up in the bedroom, but I don't remember hitting my foot on anything on the way down.
The fall itself, if you had seen it in action, you probably would have laughed silly, hopefully after you realized that I was okay that is. I had taken my shoes off because I didn't want to get the cover on the bed dirty, well actually I took the one on my right foot off, had that foot on the bed and was standing on the nightstand with my left foot, which still had the shoe on. Well, that wasn't working, so I tried to balance myself on the frame of the bed, we have a water bed frame, and to say the least, I have such a terrible sense of balance, it's a wonder I can stand without falling over. But anyway, there I was trying to balance and the next thing I know, I'm falling backwards and my butt bounces off of the little folding stool I had next to the bed and I fall on to the doggy bed on the floor. I think I might have bent the stool a little, but thankfully the fact that my butt bounced and I hit the doggy bed saved me from serious injury. I guess I could have hit my foot then, but nothing hurt except that I had a slight neck and headache from lurching my neck forward. It actually felt like I had a slight case of whiplash, but my foot felt fine, until I took my shoe off later that is.
I don't think I'll ever solve the mystery of how I hurt my foot, but when I saw the injury the next day, I was really worried that I might have broken my toe. I couldn't help but think that that was all I needed, since I was wearing heels to the wedding and if it was broken, whether it would be healed by then. And if it was healed, whether I would still be able to wear heels.
I mean, I bought three pairs of heels trying to find just the right pair, which I did, that was the third pair. It might still be the first pair though too, I haven't really decided yet. The first pair are more comfortable but the heel is skinnier. The third pair are the style I wanted and even designer shoes that I got on eBay at a steal, but they run a little tight. So, I probably won't make my final decision until the day of the wedding when I then put on a pair of one or the other and go. I bet you're wondering about the second pair I bought, all three were bought on eBay by the way; they didn't even make the cut. As soon as I tried them on, I knew they were not going to work. You know how you just know these things? I just knew it with that pair. Maybe I'll still take them along. They might work with another outfit, but I still have another pair I bought awhile back that might go better. Decisions, decisions...
Hey, it looks like the sun just might make an appearance today. I'm hoping it succeeds. I know it's trying.
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