Well, here I am with nothing to do but lay on my back gazing at the ceiling while realizing how dirty my floor is.  

Gosh, Pippi and I shed alot.

I fell about an hour ago and now I wait for someone to gallop in on their white horse to rescue me. I must admit it is no longer a surprise when I fall, though it still does jerk a couple streaming tears from my eyes. I guess that part never gets old. The frustration part.

So, I figure I'll make use of my time and document this fall from my iphone and then read a book after. It's more of an inconvenience than anything because I have a long list of work to do. I haven't actually fallen in awhile.

I love that while I fully know I can no longer get out of these predicaments by myself, when I fall I immediately strategize a new way to get up by myself and then attempt it. As if I can outsmart these legs that don't bend or work anymore. I build structures with chairs, tables, etc, but my time would be better used in making one of those living room forts. No dice. No clever structure can get me up.  

Pippi circles me with worry and confusion for awhile and then she gives up and retreats into her dog bed and sleeps. Thanks, Pip. You are lucky I don't have pen and paper on me or else I would sketch out your cowardly ways. Where is my super dog when I need her? In fact where is the super Kam I dream up when I need her? She could most definitely get me out of this.  

Jason says he can't imagine me as not ever being the adaptable type. HIBM certainly contributes to teaching me to just go with "it".  I am on the floor and there is nothing I can do but make the best of it. Adaptability is a very important life skill, not just for HIBM, but in general. It is another form of problem solving, right?  Being a control freak and planning out everything according to your own will -- hmmm, life just doesn't work that way.  

No person is exempt from unexpected circumstances or these little testing nuggets from life, so we might as well start training to handle the unexpected, unrequested or unplanned, no?

There are things we just can't control and trying to control it just makes ourselves nuts and possibly others around us nuts as well. If you can adapt to your surroundings, you can get through anything.  Most of the time when we are willing to bend and let go -- new surprises, memories or opportunities arise from it. I feel like my life is a series of these instances of bending and so many unexpected paths and crossed paths have been created as a result.