This is ridiculous and I’ve done it twice now.
The first time was the evening after we got the pond for the ducks and geese; I went out to make sure the gates to their yards were locked and completely forgot that the new pond was on my usual route (which I have now altered). Yes, I fell in and I mean totally, up to my neck in slime and shock. I tried to creep back into the house unnoticed but Son saw me and said, “Why are you so wet?” When I told him he couldn’t stop laughing (well, that’s better than being reprimanded!)
The second time was just a few moments ago. I went to check our new emus and to leave a torch on inside their yard (fox deterrent hopefully). On my way out, torchless now, I completely forgot that I had filled one of those shell pools for them and left it at the door to the yard. Yes, slip, slide and in I go again! And this time I banged my nose up a bit; there was even a bit of blood. I’ve just crept into the house in the hope Son won’t notice and he hasn’t – phew, so I am now in dry clothes yet again.
Husband is falling over a lot now; today he fell outside, yesterday he fell inside and the day before outside again. He falls because his legs don’t work properly any more but he keeps trying to do the jobs he always did – watering the garden, cleaning the car, emptying the rubbish, sorting out the hose fittings, fixing things etc.
I went up to the local shop the other day and was only gone around 15 minutes. As soon as I reached the driveway I saw him from a distance – lying prone. The shock! I drove right up to him and leapt out of the car, sobbing, “Are you okay? What happened?” His face was covered in flies because his arms were trapped underneath his body.
Eventually I got him up – me crying and him laughing at me crying! But once we got back into the house I became really stern, told him off; he was already embarrassed but I made it worse and I don’t like that I did that.
So, the beautiful irony of me falling into ponds has given Husband an enormous laugh (a little smile would have been more tolerable, not this huge guffaw!) “Touche, he said with one of his smiles.
Perspective!
