I thought today was going to be a great day. I woke up happy, The sun is shining, the sky is clear, and I even got to work early.

I get to work only to find I'm missing my ID, which I need to open the doors.

I rush home, trip, and fall on my right wrist and my bum knee (Those of you at the furmeet last night should remember the brace on my right hand but didn't see the knee brace I wore under my pants) and I rip the brand new pants my mother gave me for work for my birthday.

I end up getting to work late and limping, tears running down my face from the pain, and I get berated by the instructor for being late and now I may get fired because of it.

To top it all off I fell down the stairs at work on top of my knee AGAIN and strained my wrist more because I used it to stop me from falling the rest of the way by grabbing to the railing.

Yeah, happy birthday to me...