My morning began with quite an event...but I really need to go back so you can understand where I'm coming from. Just over 2 weeks ago I moved out of my bedroom so that my grandfather could move in - permanently. This meant for all intents and purposes that whilst we have a large house I had no where to call my own...and I still don't. I'm staying at my grandfather's place whilst it is on the market. It's a pain because although I have my own space, it's not really mine. I can't have all my books, my cat or most of my clothes there - simply because we are trying to sell it and thus don't want a lot of clutter. In regards to my cat, well my grandfather has an old cat that already lives there therefore making it impossible to introduce my cat to the environment, and I don't think it's fair to him to uproot him from home just to bring him back in a few months.
Anyway, it's been difficult all around - particularly because my grandfather brought his dog that has a horrible temperament and none of us can stand this animal...I hate saying that because I am such an animal lover but this dog has to be muzzled for walks, baths and to go to the vet...yep, not a nice animal.
So, this morning at about 5am I was woken up by the howling wind. Since I couldn't get back to sleep I read a bit, then had a shower and got dressed for work. All set I then went to feed the cat. The cat usually follows me outside but not today. Just as I went to step down into the patio outside she ran in front of me - I tripped, the food and milk went everywhere and I landed on my butt with my leg behind me and the ankle in an agonising position. After the shock I got up - VERY delicately, finding I couldn't quite put pressure on my foot. I cleaned up the cat's food & drink, managed to get her some more then came home to get a bandage. By the time I put a bandage on the foot it was almost twice the size.
So, no work today - but after tests there is no break but strained ligaments and bruising...and whilst this is all going on the wind is blowing a gale...reminding me of Bob Dylan's song...
Change happens. Things happen. Sometimes you just have to go with it and smile your way through it.