No, really. My
feet were freezing. I should explain.
I was living in central New Jersey and it was a typical February day. The
temperature was near 20 and I was getting ready to go to work. I noticed that the
kitchen garbage bin was full and decided to take it out. I went to the back porch,
next to where we kept the large metal trash can. I got onto the small landing and
took a single step down. That?s when I did my best imitation of a winter Olympic
athlete doing a one and half forward roll with a two and a half twist. I landed on my
right hip in a pile at the bottom of the short flight of concrete steps, in a slight
daze. My still slipper-covered feet were frozen (I told you so!) and I slowly got up to
examine the scene of the crime.
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