Tuesday, 20 November 2007

Adult Supervision

Sometimes I think that I might need some kind of supervision.
I got this computer chair a few weeks back and am finally getting ready to take the box to the recycling. Now it's a huge box and once I'd flattened it, I was overcome with an overwhelming urge to slide down the stairs on it.
Because really, how much fun would that be? Admittedly it would be more fun if I didn't have the precarious stairs that I do have. I think you need stately home stairs for that kind of thing.
For the record, I haven't done it, but the box remains at the top of the stairs. Temptation is a terrible thing.
If only I didn't have this dodgy coccyx...


Anonymous said...

How sad, I would have loved to have seen you do that sliding gloriously down the stairs, mind you, you may well have injured yourself lol


Flibbertigibbet said...

May have?
Really! You know me better than that!
It's almost a certainty. If I can cut myself on an orange it doesn't bear imagining what could happen in this scenario! Full body cast!

Anonymous said...

But then you would just need someone to patch you up and bandaged your broken bits