Today I went to my downstairs closet to
attempt to find a suitcase that hasn't been used in a long time.
I opened the door to the closet that holds all of the Christmas
stuff. While trying to see the suitcase (I'm pretty lazy and
wouldn't want to waste time moving anything out of the way)
I stepped on something sharp - it was the metal piece that
goes into the top of a Christmas ornament - it stuck in my
foot sideways and I had to pull it out. The air turned blue
as I remembered curse words from when I worked with
professional truck drivers. I wished that I had worn my
Walking Shoes to that closet!!
p.s. Found the suitcase in a closet about three feet from
my bed - I think I heard it snicker at me!!