So here's the thing...

It started with a need. Jamie and Easton needed more drawer space for their clothes. Their dresser was just not cutting it. So I got creative I did. Because as I once heard Dr Phil say, "There is no such thing as money problems, just creativity problems." (I wonder if he still says that in this economy cuz I'm thinking there are a lot of money problems right about now)

So I said to myself, "Hey self, why don't you take the ginormous dresser out of Landon's room, especially because he only uses about a third of it, and put it in J and E's room?" Why not indeed. And that's just what I did, all by myself, because I am one tough chic.

While playing musical dressers my S.H.E.-ness (sidetracked home executive) got the better of me, as it often does and I suddenly found myself in the middle of another project.

These yard sale find shutters have been following me around for years just waiting for the perfect place to be put and yesterday was their day. Yesterday, right in the midst of my dresser mess and chaos, I decided to hang these lovely shutters by J and E's bedroom window. Simple enough--right? Well it would have been if not for my one stupid mistake.

The piano bench was my mistake. The old rickety piano bench that tips over every time the wind blows (it really does). It is not a stable bench, not at all and it certainly should never be stood upon. It would definitely be a very dumb idea to stand on that rickety old piano bench. And that is exactly what I kept telling myself the entire time I was standing on it to reach the top of the shutters.

So I wasn't very surprised when I felt myself falling downward, nope not at all. And when I saw my foot twist under that there rickety bench and felt my body slam down on top of that bent up foot I said, "Oh that can't be good."

And then the screaming started. It was like being on a roller coaster, I just couldn't stop screaming. That was some crazy pain. It only got worse from there and soon I couldn't walk at all. Stupid.

The bad news is that I crunched the corner of my leg bone right at the bottom where it meets my foot, so I get to be in a lot of pain and hobble around on crutches for three or four weeks. Not happy. The good news is that I only crunched the corner of my bone so it doesn't need to be set or have a cast, which means I get to avoid more visits to the doctor and extra medical expenses. Very happy.

So the moral of the story is, don't be a S.H.E., don't be dumb, don't stand on rickety piano benches and always, ALWAYS listen to the little voice in the back of your head that tells you when you are being a dumb, rickety bench stander on-er S.H.E. when all you really wanted to do was to get a bigger dresser for your girls.

P.S. I almost posted a picture of the huge-o-mongous bruise I got on my leg too because it is something to behold let me tell you. But it's on the back of my upper thigh and what kind of crazy woman would post a picture of the back of her upper thigh? Not me.
But you really should see my bruise because... WOW.