Ouch and a Funny (sort of - spew alert swallow your coffee before reading)..........
Yesterday I weed wacked all day - got a lot done and way way way more to go - figured I'd give it a half day today after teaching detection class at a park in town. Woke up sore - but a good sore, the kind you knew you put in a good day's work.
Got down the hill to the park, set hides, was going back to put some "blank" distractors in and ....................
kaboom --- America's most prominent trip hazard nailed me -- the dreaded concrete parking curb. Mind you not many spaces in this park have them - but I managed to plunge to the ground - asphalt - jammed a finger but good, twisted that sore side from yesterday (now really ouchie), scrape 2 knees, bang an elbow, and hit my head -- have the shiner as a special souvenir

and of course the scab on my face. GRRRRRR Not at all happy. Managed to teach class without a problem (I'm on the tough side, just ask the PBR

). Got home, and DH said we had a tragedy. Oh Lordy, what now? I'm walking wounded and there was a tragedy at the house while I was gone. DH walks me to the fence and points. (warning spew alert) there, sitting upside down on the fence is..... Rosie 2. The robot vacuum. Why upside down?? Well, she tried to clean up dog poop (DH says he really should have given Zo more time outside). And I'm in no shape to clean it - and he can tell. He's in the process - but he DID get the rug that was "decorated" and then "cleaned" by Rosie 2 in the living room. Don't think I'll be weed wacking soon - DAMN.
Yes - somewhere on youtube someone posted a video of a similar situation - when I first saw it years ago I laughed like a crazy woman - KARMA bites !!!