Untitled - So Far

Lately, I've realized that it's somewhat discourteous to have family and friends always telling me how clumsy I am. OK, so farming holds a few dangers for the uninitiated and there have been the odd accident or two, emphasis on the 'odd'. Who could be more unitiated than a novice farmer?

Who knew a tractor would tip over that easily? And sliding 3 stories out of the hayloft, face first, on my belly was never something I imagined. If I had imagined it, I certainly would not have volunteered. Still, it happened. Alright so, a series of slight accidents several winters ago resulted first in 3 broken toes on my right foot, then a few days later a couple of broken ribs, followed by 3 broken toes on my left foot. None of those incidents was exactly foreseeable. And only one of the broken bones resulted from a fall (off an icy loading dock). It could have happened to anyone. They just happened to happen to me.

Face it, as a computer geek, most of my waking life is spent with my ass in a chair and my head in the clouds where all good creative thinking takes place. So, I was unused the need to be so completely aware of my physical environment. But I’m learning.

Of course, my balance has improved a thousand fold and I haven’t had a farming ‘mishap’ since before June 4th 2006. You might ask why that date precisely? That was the day I had my tonsils out, my uvula (hangy-down thing in the back of your mouth) trimmed, my deviated septum un-deviated and passages to my sinuses enlarged. Now I can do something I have never been able to do – stand on one foot! Pretty cool.

The point is I am not a klutz. And when I make it to June 4th 2007 with out anymore mishaps, I am going to have a big party. I’ll invite all my friends. I’ll be serving crow.