The ghost of Mark Twain chided me
for trying to carry too much
up that 21 step staircase!
He said I was a writer not a mountaineer!
:Luckily, I broke no bones.
I'm just stiff and sore.
I will just have to carry less and watch my step!
At 71 I don't bounce as well anymore.
Wish me luck in my new apartment
and climbing those stairs.
I start back to work tomorrow ---
Here's hoping no one
takes my parking spot
when I come late at night!
This complex goes on forever it seems.
from the Vet Monday.