... and that someone was me! I went back to campus this morning to take an exam, and the whole time, I was worried about what would the roads look like, since I have to take some side streets to get there, and after the storm this weekend, things still weren't that great. Turns out, it wasn't the roads I should have been worried about.
I'm walking from the parking lot to the building, and of course the path is rather hilly. You think that someone would be smart enough when they're clearing the path to maybe sprinkle some salt and make sure the hilly parts are not icy? Nope, of course not. So i'm walking downhill, and didn't see a huge patch of ice. Took a rather lovely fall. Tried to get up, fell again. Finally ended up sliding over to the side where the snow was and got up and walked the rest of the way in 15 inches of snow. Good thing I had my waterproof snow boots on. The best part was when I fell, one of the office workers was behind me, and first she yells out if I'm OK. Then she goes "Is it really icy over there?"
I wanted to yell to her "No, I just got tired on the walk from the car and decided the ground would be a lovely place to sit"
Seriously, what does she think? Of course it's icy!
So now I'm sitting here with a lovely bruise on my elbow, a swollen collarbone, a freakishly swollen hand, and a painful knee. All this before the actual exam, just because I felt so confident going into it, I had to make it harder for myself. And of course, it was my dominant hand I fell on.
I'm walking from the parking lot to the building, and of course the path is rather hilly. You think that someone would be smart enough when they're clearing the path to maybe sprinkle some salt and make sure the hilly parts are not icy? Nope, of course not. So i'm walking downhill, and didn't see a huge patch of ice. Took a rather lovely fall. Tried to get up, fell again. Finally ended up sliding over to the side where the snow was and got up and walked the rest of the way in 15 inches of snow. Good thing I had my waterproof snow boots on. The best part was when I fell, one of the office workers was behind me, and first she yells out if I'm OK. Then she goes "Is it really icy over there?"


So now I'm sitting here with a lovely bruise on my elbow, a swollen collarbone, a freakishly swollen hand, and a painful knee. All this before the actual exam, just because I felt so confident going into it, I had to make it harder for myself. And of course, it was my dominant hand I fell on.