Friday the 13th

I am now a believer in the bad luck of Friday the 13th. I was finally getting my ahead above water and getting things done early-imagine that! I went to work to make copies for the following week and managed to fall face first down six stairs with Katherine in my arms. Katherine is absolutely fine. Not a scratch just a few tears due to the sudden altitude change.I on the other hand have been better. I managed to cut my face, knock my jaw hard enough it was difficult to eat with out at least some Motrin, numerous bruises, and of course pulled ligaments in my ankle. A week and a half later everything is back to normal except the ankle. The bruising is gone but the ankle still looks like I'm 9 months pregnant!