DOG PARK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Finally built the dog park in Sims Freeplay! I feel like shouting & dancing up & down! I am a rock star, in my own world anyways. Wooohoo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bruised ego...I mean leg-o

I am a klutzy person. This is a lifelong issue that I generally accept, minus the occasional embarrassment when I realize someone saw me at that inopportune moment. I often see a bruise suddenly and wonder what I bumped into yesterday. However, with my current work I am walking for hours a day, sometimes 6+ on a busy day. This is statistically creating significantly more opportunity for falling, tripping, slipping and sliding. Most of the time I simply stumble a bit and catch myself before falling. But, once in a while I totally fall and risk seriously injuring myself.

Last 'Fall' I sprained the same ankle twice within about a month or so time period. I did not actually fall, and probably would not have hurt myself so badly if I had. I have several scars from previous falls on pavement, both knees are permanently scraped up (from 2 separate falls, the worst was from a fall on the pebbled type driveway pavement, that crap does a lot of damage). I have torn pants several times. I have done somersaults, spectacular nose dives (arms & legs splayed), and fallen on my butt A LOT (the least painful way to fall if you have a generous amount of cushioning like I do),

Most recently I fell off a foot bridge over a small creek that I walk over frequently. For a couple of years now I have thought 'I better watch my step here, it gets a bit slippery and I am a big klutz'. My Nostradamus-like ability to divine the future finally came true and my right leg slipped and kept going off the bridge while my left leg stayed put on the other side. Luckily this was just along the far bank and not in the full flowing creek. Unluckily I fell on some pointy rocks and then rolled onto my back slightly stunned. My first thought was that I was glad that I was not unconscious or drowned. My next was that I was glad that I had not sprained my ankle again. My third was that I hope my phone is OK. My fourth was 'Yuck!' because my butt and back were soaked from the saturated mud along the edge of the creek. I lifted my butt up in the hope of reducing the amount of muck on my clothes while I gathered my wits about me. When I finally got up one of the dogs I was walking was looking at me with some concern but kept going once they saw me get to my feet. I checked my phone and it was only slightly damp so it worked fine. Then the hurt started to kick in as I hobbled the rest of the walk. I had trouble sleeping that night because I usually sleep on that side but couldn't anymore so I kept waking up every time I rolled over. It took 2 whole days for the bruise to appear which in my mind it is a terrible terrible bruise. My right thigh appeared a couple of inches wider  from swelling where the bruise was showing. By the third day the bruise was actually black in colour which was the scariest for me as I wondered if you can actually die from a serious bruise ( I am a mild hypochondriac if you haven`t already figured that out). It`s been a week now and it's a little less sore and only a mottled red colour. There was a strange shooting pain in that spot yesterday while I was driving which again made me wonder if I can die from this but other than that I appear to be on the mend.

Man do I ever feel my age and more as I am hobbling around with my giant bruise, sore ankles, sore hip, and cracking joints! What another decade or two will do to me I am afraid to know.