The other day I was planting my garden... If you know me well, you understand that when I get something in my head I run full speed into the idea throwing caution to the wind. On this day last week, I suddenly had the urge to plant a garden. I must say, I looked really cute that day, I had my hair all done up and I was wearing this nice, big skirted, flowing dress. I somehow managed to hoe the whole garden, pull up all the weeds, scratch up the soil and gingerly plant all of my treasures without getting my dress coated in grime. My hands however, were coated in all sorts of mud and yuck so I went to wash up in the house. To my dismay, my roommates had come home and locked the house on their way out! I was stuck outside!
Suddenly, I remembered that a few days before I had found a spider on something and was so entirely freaked out that I had opened up the window, pulled out the screen and thrown the object out onto the roof. :) That window must still be unlocked!?!?! I climbed up the side of the house via the chain link fence, neglecting to lock the gate on the way up. Unfortunately, ALL the windows into the house from the roof were locked tight so I decided to make my way down. But, the gate I hadn't locked in all of its swingingness was IMPOSSIBLE to climb down onto... Smart move, Korynne.
My only option was to jump off the roof. Thoughts of both of my legs breaking in two raced through my mind as I prepared to jump.
And then it happened, I sailed through the air and it was glorious. But I was in a dress! The nice, flowing type, remember? The whole thing went over my head like a parachute that couldn't catch the wind... As I flew through the air, I wondered if there was anyone around to see my underwear. And then I landed on all fours in the grass with my dress over my head. Embarrassing.
That is something I would've done when I was 10 years old, but at 25?
The lesson I learned was twofold, never should one garden in a nice dress and even more importantly, one should NEVER CLIMB UP TO A ROOF IN A DRESS.
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