Ha, I managed to do that on carpeted steps, although not all the way down. No lack of butt bruises! These days I am much more careful, and I often toss the laundry down over the railing so I can actually hold the railing and not a basket.
That’s a great idea, Carole. I wish I had thought of it that day. To be honest, I wasn’t thinking at all, just absent mindedly going through the motions of a thousand other laundry days. That should tell me something …
At least your head didn't go through the wall. (Laughing at myself of course (wrote about it in Old age ain't for sissies.). Seriously glad you were okay :]
Yes, I guess I have been lucky. How does that saying go? “God watches over children, drunks and fools.” … I’m certainly not a drinker or a child … so …
🤣🤣😁🤣 The stairs were carpeted and you were in socks? I hope you didn’t break anything, Ken.
In those days, it was a skinny butt-bouncing ka-thunk. These days, it might be a little closer to ka-puff ka-puff, but I don’t have stairs any more so all is cool.
I just broke my ankle last Christmas morning doing just that, not on the stairs but on the bottom of the stairs. It took me a good 9 months to feel like myself again…lesson well-learned…
It was a cold morning, slippery socks on wooden floor with a reenactment of an almost fall that ended up being an actual fall, it’s so embarrassing….lesson learned: don’t chance the universe. It tried to save you once and don’t ever reenact!
I think I've fallen down my steps a few times but it was because I thought I was already on the last step and I wasn't and ran into my corner shelf! And I also fell on my outside front, stone steps! I think that was due to my slippers!
I’m laughing like crazy, Gray. You have a way with words! That’s the one thing I wasn’t aware of until I had landed on the floor. I was just suddenly aware that I was still holding the basket!! I love your description!!
Ha, I managed to do that on carpeted steps, although not all the way down. No lack of butt bruises! These days I am much more careful, and I often toss the laundry down over the railing so I can actually hold the railing and not a basket.
That’s a great idea, Carole. I wish I had thought of it that day. To be honest, I wasn’t thinking at all, just absent mindedly going through the motions of a thousand other laundry days. That should tell me something …
Thank you, Carole.
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At least your head didn't go through the wall. (Laughing at myself of course (wrote about it in Old age ain't for sissies.). Seriously glad you were okay :]
This is true, GeorgeAnn! It would have added fuel to the fire of embarrassment I already felt for butt-bouncing down the staircase.
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Thank you!
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OUCH! That was tough,
I was just glad I didn’t break anything, Mary Angela. Quite a ride!
You were lucky. The number of times I’ve sprained my right ankle (never the left) due to slipping or missing a step…I am so careful now !
Yes, I guess I have been lucky. How does that saying go? “God watches over children, drunks and fools.” … I’m certainly not a drinker or a child … so …
Thanks, Cesca. ❤️
Hey, I’ve wiped out on carpeted stairs like that !
And, you must have had one skinny butt. If you didn’t it wouldn’t have been ka-thunk but more like puff puff puff !
🤣🤣😁🤣 The stairs were carpeted and you were in socks? I hope you didn’t break anything, Ken.
In those days, it was a skinny butt-bouncing ka-thunk. These days, it might be a little closer to ka-puff ka-puff, but I don’t have stairs any more so all is cool.
Yup socks and carpet. On my butt to the first landing. But, I wasn’t carrying anything though.
Holding that laundry basket might have been a blessing. It might have balanced me, sort of like a tightrope walker with their long pole.
I just broke my ankle last Christmas morning doing just that, not on the stairs but on the bottom of the stairs. It took me a good 9 months to feel like myself again…lesson well-learned…
It was a cold morning, slippery socks on wooden floor with a reenactment of an almost fall that ended up being an actual fall, it’s so embarrassing….lesson learned: don’t chance the universe. It tried to save you once and don’t ever reenact!
Oh my dear Wen, it’s even worse hearing how it happened. Thank you for sharing. That’s not something you even wish on an enemy.
Be safe.
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Oh Wen, that’s awful. I’m so sorry to hear it. Please tell me how that happened at the bottom of the stairs.
I think I've fallen down my steps a few times but it was because I thought I was already on the last step and I wasn't and ran into my corner shelf! And I also fell on my outside front, stone steps! I think that was due to my slippers!
Connie, you need escalators in your home! Steps just don’t make it there! Thank you for the restack.
I’m laughing like crazy, Gray. You have a way with words! That’s the one thing I wasn’t aware of until I had landed on the floor. I was just suddenly aware that I was still holding the basket!! I love your description!!
(still laughing) …