It was rainy but not too cold today. Work was great; I was busy but had everything under control. Although I did knock over a bottle of olive oil and it shattered on the floor. Not too easy to clean up, I felt pretty bad.
But my klutziness didn't end there...oh, no. On my way home from work I was walking down the stairs at the subway station when my feet slipped out from under me and I flew into the air and landed gracefully on my back. My elbow must have taken some of the fall too because it's already bruising. I did hold off on the tears until I reached my elevator, so maybe that means NYC is making me tougher. Wish me luck upon waking up tomorrow, hopefully my ice and Advil will work wonders tonight.
