My middle name is not Grace. There have been falls. Sometimes there has been ice involved, or curbs or stoops or even .. ahem .. flat ground. Sometimes the surface itself is not even involved in the fall - until I hit it, that is. Cats under my feet do not usually get me, although they try, God knows they do. But that thing where you move from one spot to another by putting one foot in front of the other - that tends to be tricky for me. I have no idea why.
My daughter mentioned the other day that she shudders to think of me buying a house that has stairs I would be treading every day. Hmm. My thought has always been - good! Exercise! Her thought is - oh no! Death trap!
Somehow those thoughts have not entered my mind when house-hunting. Maybe they should.
Nah! I'll let my daughter have the thoughts and I'll just be careful. :)
**Edited to add: My realtor let me know he was not available on a specific date because he was taking a class. Since I want to know everything I asked what he was learning. His answer proves that my unsteady footing is well known.
To deal with clients
Like how to break a clients fall