Nice trip, see you in the Fall

7 Nov


“Would you like a bag?” the cashier at Twisted, my local yarn shop asked as she rang up my order: two skeins of Knitted Wit Victory DK. I had one last Christmas present to knit.

“No thanks,” I replied. “I can manage. It was a beautiful Fall day, the sun was shining and it was a short walk to the car.

My dog, Lucy, is sometimes a little nervous in the car and I like to take her places that aren’t the vet. A trip to Twisted was a great excuse for a practice trip. Saturdays are our days together and I decided that, if I couldn’t get a parking spot out front, I would just cross my fingers and hope they’d let me bring her in. It is dog-friendly Portland.

I thanked the cashier, grabbed the yarn in my left hand, Lucy’s leash looped around my right wrist, and we were off.

Lucy is sometimes nervous on busy streets, too. She was walking quickly for a basset hound and I was hustling along at a middle-aged lady clip.

We had just crossed the street when my toe caught the edge of the curb. I was down in an instant, yarn on the sidewalk in front of me, Lucy staring at me with a perplexed look.

I got to my knees and took stock of my situation. Scrapes on my knuckles from the pavement, but otherwise okay. And, most importantly, no one had seen me fall.

I picked up my yarn, dusted them off, then got to my feet and slowly readjusted the yarn and Lucy’s leash. Without looking back, we walked even more quickly to the car and drove home where I could start knitting and nurse my bruised pride.




10 Responses to “Nice trip, see you in the Fall”

  1. tbreitweiser November 7, 2017 at 6:22 am #

    I am glad that you weren’t more seriously hurt!
    Thanks for sharing the story!

  2. Karen Filewych November 7, 2017 at 7:14 am #

    My fall last week was a little more embarrassing: In the grocery store, basket in one hand, jug of milk in the other, walking at a good clip. Somehow fell forward directly onto my kneecaps. Ended up laying in a puddle of milk that I created. Other customers jumping to assist me. Store manager called over. Chair brought to me. Nice trip is right! Ug.

    • Adrienne November 7, 2017 at 6:00 pm #

      Oh, my! And you had to go home wearing milk!

  3. arjeha November 7, 2017 at 7:24 am #

    Oh my. Glad there was nothing worse than bruised knuckles and pride. It is amazing how quickly things happen. Guess that is why they call them accidents.

  4. Lisa Corbett November 7, 2017 at 4:08 pm #

    Glad you weren’t hurt! This is a perfect piece of “small moment” writing. My writing lately has been all over the map. I need to focus on this genre for this challenge I think.

    • Adrienne November 7, 2017 at 6:01 pm #

      We’ve been doing this in Writer’s Workshop, so I am practicing what I preach.

  5. franmcveigh November 7, 2017 at 4:22 pm #

    Gorgeous details in your story. Silly things always embarrass me to the extent that I’ve often claimed my middle name is “Grace” because I so lack it!

    Those little things literally trip us up! ❤

    • Adrienne November 7, 2017 at 6:01 pm #


  6. Brian Rozinsky November 7, 2017 at 8:42 pm #

    What if Macbeth knitted, rather than screwed, his courage to the sticking place? He probably would’ve emerged as the hero rather than antihero 🙂 Thanks for re-purposing your misstep as a slice.

  7. Joanne Toft November 8, 2017 at 8:04 am #

    Glad you were not hurt! Those little trips can be hard on ones hands and wrists. Take care!

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