Let me correct that: I didn't so much fall down the stairs as walk off of them. There is a difference, although a subtle one. It happened like this. I was preparing to leave M's house yesterday. His main floor is about 10 steps up from the front entrance, and I was walking down these stairs. I had already put on my sunglasses, despite being indoors. I had a backpack slung over one shoulder, was pulling my keys from my purse, had a diet pepsi bottle tucked under my elbow, and I was carrying a glass vase that I was intending to bring to my house.
My mind was preoccupied with who knows what, one of the many things it's been occupying itself with recently, and I think I was also looking out the window. Or maybe at my keys. I certainly wasn't watching my feet. I reached the bottom of the stairs and started to step forward, but it turns out I was not actually at the bottom step yet. Oops.
I have to say that for only missing one step, it was a rather dramatic tumble. Probably because my hands were full and I didn't want to drop anything. I turned my ankle, hit the wall, and ended up sprawled in front of the door I'd been heading toward. I looked around in surprise and said a bad word.
On the plus side, although I spilled a little bit of my drink, I didn't drop or break anything! By "anything" I mean nothing I was carrying, and no part of my body. (Thank goodness for the second bit in particular -- the irony did not escape me that I'd managed to almost hurt myself on the day of my already-scheduled orthopedist visit...)
Anyway after a few minutes catching my breath, checking that my limbs were all still attached, and gathering myself back together, I drove on home. My ankle had been tingling initially, but even that had gone away by the time I made it to my house. I don't know why it's started hurting again today, but it's a fairly mild owie. I probably just pulled a muscle or something.
I consider the whole thing rather fortunate -- not to mention fairly amusing. I don't know why, but I find it funny. Maybe just the oddity of being walking down the stairs one minute, then sprawled at the bottom of them the next. I even put it on yesterday's "todo" list, and crossed it off as a job well-completed. (I've been making lots of lists for myself recently in order to stay productive.)