In latest news, I fell walking UP stairs last night. It might not even be considered that bad except for the fact that I didn't even make it to the first step before falling. Falling up. It's just a weird feeling.
And I had a slice of pizza in my hand. And little pieces of pepperoni went flying onto the stairs. Along with me. Up. And the dog was close behind. She came to my rescue, so I thought. But sadly, she just wanted the pepperoni. She didn't very much care that I was lying on the stairs at that point.