I think I broke my foot yesterday. Or at least my big toe. Maybe it’s not broken but it’s definitely a terrible sprain. Just sitting here typing, I can feel it throbbing. Seriously. Oh what happened to it? How nice of you to ask.
I was being an ass. That’s what happened. I was pitching a terrible two’s type of hissy fit and slammed the front door of my house. Only I didn’t realize my foot was still halfway in the door. And I guess I got what I deserved. Only it really, really hurts!
I hate living with consequences. That by far, is one of the worst things being grown up means. Having to face what is coming. And knowing that it is coming because of a choice I made? Downright unbearable.
So while I contemplate a trip to the doctor and how pain is only in the mind, I will also try to act my age. I will realize that sometimes I don’t get my way, things get completely screwed up and as a Southern lady, I shouldn’t let any of it get under my skin. And I will also remember to check for limbs in the doorway the next time I make a dramatic exit.
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If it starts aching when it rains then you probably broke it. I took a Mother's Day Tae Kwon Do class at my sons "dojo" and broke mine with a round house kick. I know that sounds cool but it wasn't the toe that did the kicking that got broke...
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