Every time I go to the gym I almost fall. Usually it's off the step during step class. Yesterday I almost fell of the Elliptical Trainer because my foot slipped off. Three times. Today I actually fell. But not off of something. No, I just fell onto the floor from a standing position. In the middle of a class. When we were all doing this joggy twist thing into the center of the room. And of course I deserve it, because for the entire class until I fell I was making fun in my head of this girl who didn't have a CLUE what she was doing ever. And I'm allowed to make fun of her in my head because I am very uncoordinated myself. Clearly. Because I fell down.
On another note, I'm renting out my house for fear of being destitute. I'm pretty not pumped about that. Not pumped at all. At least I can afford to pay my mortgage though. I hope.
Anyone want to rent a house? Any newcomers? If you are new, and are interested in renting out my house, it's probably best if don't read the rest of this blog.
I don't want to spoil the ending.