On Being a Klutz:

I discovered that someone backed into my mailbox and broke their tail light to pieces. They knocked the mailbox off its post too. Mountain Man repaired it before I could get the camera from the house for a picture, but it was a sight, all dangling backwards like it was. No note or anything. People these days.

I on the other hand, I can’t talk too loudly. I spilled my glass of juice on my laptop computer. I had to wait most of the day until it totally dried out so I didn’t kill it turning it on.

Accidents happen.

Sir Laidback, the dog, is fitting in nicely. He has some problems, but we are adjusting. He can’t see well. Not blind but he looses things easily that he is sighted on. He loves tug games but can’t play catch. If we walk too far head of him he can’t find us without smelling or listening to our calls. He stays close to the house. He prefers to have a leash on when outside and more then fifteen feet from the door. He bumps into things at times in low light. So, now that we know this, we compensate and all is well.

We all have klutzy moments for a lot of different reasons. So I’ll forgive the bump to my mailbox and move on.

I’m hoping for a better day tomorrow.