I went for a walk,

and it started raining.

I came home soaking wet.

I changed my clothes

and the first thing my dog did

was adorn me with a muddy footprint.

I had nowhere to go

and nothing to do

so it didn't really matter.

I picked up my knitting

and dropped a stitch.

It fell, twelve rows to ladder.

I set it aside

to fix it later.

Will do some laundry instead.

I stubbed my toe

going in the garage

and on the low hanging shelf, bumped my head.

I'll load the dishwasher

while I wait for the clothes.

A wet dish slips out of my hand.

It frisbees across the room

and knocks my tea cup down as it crash lands.

The last of my breakfast tea

is now on the floor with shards of pottery.

I cut my finger while cleaning it up,

and this, my last band-aid, won't stick.

The lesson I've learned from all of this

is don't get up early to walk.

It causes muddy footprints,

stubbed toes, and bumped heads.

If I had stayed in bed

I could be sipping tea instead

of holding my throbbing finger above my head.

by:  Paula D. Nevison

fyi:  how to fix (ladderup) a dropped stitch in knitting