Klutz of the Year

I've often said that I could trip on the white line in the middle of the road and last Thursday, I proved my point. I was in the process of trading offices with a guy at work and as always I took the opportunity to dispose of paper that had accumulated since my last move.

Once I decided what to get rid of, I had a stack about 6-8 inches of paper that needed to be shredded. I was down to the very last piece of paper to shred and it was rather thick and wouldn't engage the cutting blades. Like a dummy, I pushed.

When it finally caught and was sucked in, I didn't have time to let go. Believe it or not, all I said was "ouch". Thank God all I caught was the tip of my ring finger and middle finger on my right hand. More than anything they were smashed with only a small cut on the ring finger.

There were two other people in the room with me and they were both ready to rush me to the hospital, but it really wasn't a big deal. I washed the cut, applied pressure and within a couple of minutes it quit bleeding. One of them even asked if I wanted to file a workmen's comp claim.

I did file a claim when I tripped on the carpet edging and fell and cracked my shoulder blade, but for a little cut that didn't even need stitches? I don't think so. It does make typing somewhat awkward, but that's about it. Although I'm being very careful not to get dirt in the cut while I work outside today.

Gee, do I dare go out and use the table saw like I had planned today? I think I'd rather be painting, but then I might fall off the ladder. I guess I'll try to find something where I can't hurt myself.

Here's one of life's mysteries (at least to me). Almost every weekend, I'm outside sweating like a stevedore, but do I loose any weight? Hell no!