Ouch!

Yesterday evening, while popping a few bits up in the loft, the ladder came unlatched and I ended up in a heap on the landing floor. Despite smashing a mirror on the way down, and landing partially on top of the ladder, I've not got more than a couple of bruises. Boy am I sore, though! Caleb has had the first three days off pre-school this week already, with a cold, but I just couldn't face the walk there, back, there and back again with pulled muscles and a throbbing tushie! Worst thing about it: I screamed like a big GIRL.