Clumsy me

I feel like I'm in a constant fight with gravity. Being a klutz isn't anything new. In fact, I've been like this as long as I can remember. Knocking over things I'm reaching for and tripping over my own feet are things I do all of the time. It's just a part of being me and I've gotten used to it. Every once in a while, however, I take clumsy to a whole new level.

Earlier this week I managed to trip up some stairs at school. This wouldn't be so bad (minus the people chuckling at me) but in trying to catch myself I inadvertently hooked my thumb abound my headphone cord. This caused not only my headphones to come out of my ears but my phone to go flying out of my hand. During all of this, my purse, half open, was tilted in such a way that the majority of the things inside it spilled out on to the stairs.

It seems that I can't just be a klutz...

I also have to look like a train wreck while my klutziness is on full display.

It's not just things like that either. I wonder if I have a gnome living in my bag who likes taking my headphones and wrapping them around my wallet, sunglasses, hairbrush and anything else it can find. I can't seem to pull one thing out without bring several other things with it. This is especially helpful when you are in line at the gas station and the people behind you just want to pay for their gas and not watch you fight with your purse.

Of course when I need my keys or to find my phone, they are mysteriously underneath every last little thing and I can't get to them unless I pull everything else out.

He's a busy little gnome...

I'm certain I'm not the only person with these problem's but sometimes I just want to throw up my hands and shout "Really?!? Only I am capable of this..."