Just call me Grace

When I leave my office, I have to walk out of the building, across a street, up a small incline, through the Hope Lodge parking lot, through a gate and then I get to the parking lot where my car is parked.

On Friday, we had gotten some snow overnight so I wore jeans and gym shoes into work and changed when I got there and then I changed for the ride home just so that I would be more comfortable in case it was a long drive. It warmed up throughout the day so there was a lot of water and run off.

I got into the Hope Lodge parking lot and was making my way through the lot towards the gate. I just had to get past the dumpster to get to the gate. Well, just before the dumpster there are 3 parking spaces. I guess I wandered too far into the spaces and there was still some slick spots. I took a step with my left foot and ended up sliding to the ground along the entire left side of my body. In the water. My first thought was, God, I hope no one saw that! My second thought was, And I didn't spill my water! Alcoholics everywhere would be so proud!

Needless to say, since it was hovering around freezing, if even that, I was cold! My jeans were soaked and my coat was dripping and I had to go and get into my brand new car wet! I ended up sitting on my pants that I had worn all day and then putting my coat to drip in the floor in the back seat.

Now, my back is sore from the fall. At least I can move around and it is definitely not as bad as the chest pains I had after the accident. But my ego is quite bruised!