The King, Elvis, said it right: “Wise men say only fools rush in“. Then there’s Tom Petty’s ‘Free Fallin’. This morning, I did both. Not Wonder Woman or flying squirrel falling, either, but an ‘oh, shit I hope I don’t break something’ flash of thought as my clog-shod foot slipped on the second rung of the two-step ladder, I dropped the end of the curtain rod I was holding for Hub and my right chest – just below my breast – thudded into the decorate square on the back of the pine chair by the kitchen table. I crumpled to the floor in a ball, howling my head off at the pain, too winded to even curse my displeasure at doing something I’ve never…

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