This was the end of my last year in the teaching profession. As June approached, I could feel my excitement building regarding the prospect of starting all over again. I have been looking forward to concentrating on doing my on-line collectibles business full time. Finally, I could spend the time I had, doing what I wanted to do, not what someone else wanted me to do.
Selling collectibles on-line requires a lot of time going to auctions and flea markets, something that I really enjoy. However it also requires a lot of walking, something else that I like to do. What better way to spend time than to put two things together that I enjoy doing? Well...as fate would have it...a few monkey wrenches have been thrown into my plans.
Two days before the end of work, I somehow got my foot caught up in a footstool (bit of irony there), and injured both my ankle and calf muscle. Not all that much pain involved, but it prevented me from being mobile for a while. After about 5 weeks of rehab, things were getting back to normal. This is about the time my stupidity kicked in.
I had to go down to the basement to do a load of wash. I always put my shoes on when I do this, but this particular time my foot was feeling really good, and I was in a hurry. Bad move. Walking across the basement floor, carrying a load of wash, I stepped on the only remaining clothespin within a hundred miles. Of course, it was with my previously injured ankle. Of course this caused me to lose my balance, my foot twisted, and viola...a severely sprained ankle!
So once again I'm in the rehab stage...Probably another 3 weeks or so before things get back to some semblance of normalcy so that I can walk. In the meantime, I'll just have to be patient about getting my "new life" going...again...and try not to do anything stupid. My wife has her doubts.