I am a klutz.
I walk into walls, sinks (today), hook myself on poles, other people – the other day getting off the bus I hooked my earphone cord onto some kids knapsack and was dragged a few feet before I could untangle myself.
I also do stupid things like put travel mugs in my bag when the mug is still half full of coffee.
Then I walk around looking like I peed my pants because I forgot the mug was in my bag, swung it around a few times, sat down and well….
Or I do fantasticly smart things like not close tupperwares all the way (today) and wonder why I smell yoghurt all the way home only to realize that’s because it’s all at the bottom of my bag – baptising my new hardcover book and whatever else I had in there.
Let’s just say when I got home my little solitary plant (that I haven’t yet managed to kill off) was introduced to some words I don’t think he’s ever heard.
I’m going to be reduced to carrying a lunch box, I can just feel it.