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Sunday, 28 December 2014

Graceful Recovery

I'm starting to notice that I have good reflexes.  Stop laughing right now! 

You people who know me are aware that things around me jump off the table, that I take a giant step when a medium one would have sufficed, that immoveable objects roll off tables towards me.

What you're not taking into account is the frequency with which I face these strange happenings without being covered in egg, wine, baby diapers or unneeded glitter.  I take my giant step, which for other people would be a down-in-the-gutter experience, flail wildly for a moment and recover.  I reach over with speed and grace, and stop the bouncing object, albeit sometimes by smashing it somewhat.

Anyway, whatever the reason, I'm going to start celebrating my fine reflexes and ignoring the reason I have to use them in the first place. 


  1. Atta girl: glass half full and all that. Eh what?!

  2. Exactly! Just like we say at the news office: people are quick to notice any error, but they have no ideas how many details are checked and errors kept off the page! And there are a hell of a lot more of those.

  3. And then there's the exercise value - beats those army isometrics all to hell! Your loving other fraction.

  4. I recently fell while getting into a hot tub and I turned it into a most graceful slinking in. People are still talking about it.