To Fall, Or Not To Fall?

 

Song of the Day: Megan by Anesthesia

So, the other day, I finally fell.  Well, halfway, at least.  I was walking to work, I think, and because the sidewalk on the block where I live isn't heated and the staff don't shovel it like they do the rest of the walkways on campus, all the snow that fell on it got compacted into ice from people walking on it all day long.  Since I'm still not that used to walking on ice, I take lots of baby steps; it may take me more time to get to a class, but at least I won't slip and fall, or so I thought.  So, I was walking to work and I guess, halfway up the block, my foot decided that it wanted to keep moving forward and I ended up landing sideways on my left hand.  It probably looked like I was leaning on the ground or doing some crazy push ups.  So, since I didn't completely end up covering the ground with myself, I'm not counting that as a fall.  My record still holds strong for the time being.

It still looks like Narnia, although the sun today was blinding.  It's supposed to snow again tomorrow and the day after that and pretty much for the next week or so.  Not sure if I'll ever get comfortable walking on ice.

The other day Catherine set up an appointment with a Realtor for us to see the inside of the house.  It took us forever to dig out Kayla's car from the foot-and-some snow/ice barrier that the plowers created while plowing the road.  Luckily a guy from the neighboring frat helped us out and we were able to get to the house on time.  It's a lot taller on the inside than I expected it to be; the walls must be nine or ten feet tall, at the least.  If we do end up getting the house I'll post some photos of the move in.  The two bedrooms on the main floor are pretty tiny and the one in the basement has low ceilings, but the house in general feels very comfortable to be in.  It's very quaint and I hope we do get it.