I'm tired... very, very, tired. I woke up at 4:45 with my usual morning allergies and, not being able to fall back asleep, I began my usual dawn treck down the stairs, to make some coffee. Only this time, my "world's softest socks" failed me, causing me to descend our steep and narrow (and characteristically Dutch) stair-case on my (fortunately) well-cushioned bum. Like a wild ride, I jumped from one stair to the next, not able to stop myself until at last, my feet slammed into the door at the base of the steps (sorry Annemarie, we'll have to do something about that door).
It didn't hurt much at the time, but it sure did get my adreneline going, and I of course woke everyone up in the process. This meant there would be no coffee. I headed back up the stairs, knowing that I'd have to spend a bit longer in bed, trying to get the baby back to sleep. And I knew I would be in for a sore bum later. Sure enough, my tailbone is most unhappy with me, but I think the worst is yet to come.
I suppose that happens to the best of us at some point. But any suggestions on where I might find rubber grips for my "world's softest socks" would be very much appreciated.
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