This morning I heard an egg start to roll, spun around and caught it as it fell off the counter to the ground.
I was super proud. It was a total ninja move. My cat-like reflexes combined with super fast deductive reasoning as I both identified the sound and the location the egg was headed, all without looking and in time for me to catch it.
It wasn’t just a ninja move. It was a Sherlock Holmes style deduction followed by ninja skills.
A Sherlock ninja move.
Then I went to make my bed.
And in heaving all four blankets up in the air at one time to straighten them (Sorry Granny, just because I know how to make the bed the right way doesn’t mean I do) I banged my shin on the bed frame hard enough that I pitched forward and landed face first on the bed, not even catching myself with my hands because they were still gripping the blankets as I yowled out loud from the pain in my now bruised shin.
Oh how the mighty fall.