YOU CAN'T BREAK ME (watty awards 2014 )

AUTHOR 'S NOTE

Sorry guys. Can't update today as have had a situation at home which you can say came from a Hollywood script and it's not funny. Yesterday I was going to work. My other half was waiting in the car to take me so I wore my big leather hiking type UGG boots. I went out and the car was at a distance. I decided to make a run for it as it started to rain. I had my bag in one hand and my lovely new Samsung phone in the other. Now imagine all this in slow motion.

I tripped and went flying on the pavement. My knees literally cracking with the force. My phone broke with the impact and somehow dialled a close friend of mines telephone all on it's own. My hubby came running and by this time I was bawling my eyes out and screaming with pain, ( the phone had been connected to my friend ) , hubby tried to look at my knew and I was telling him to leave me alone because I was in pain. So he took me to the car somehow and tended to my poor knees. After few minutes of hyper ventilating he took me to KFC drive through and bought me a drink to calm me down and called in one of the staff to cover me at work. We were sitting in the car talking when my phone rang. I picked it up and guess what had my friend who was in hysterics thinking something terrible had happened and decided to call the police . YES POLICE.

So we drove back home and it was like a scene from NCIS, police everywhere...OMG ...what will the neighbours think? I felt so embarrassed. Police surrounded me to check if i was ok, then tried to convince me to tell them if my hubby had assaulted my. I said no but you can imagine them not believing me. My makeup running down my face, my hair looking like a bush, clothes ripped at the knees, my hands bleeding due to the phone being smashed blab blah after convincing them I was fine.They told me sheepishly that they had to break our front door down to get in thinking I had died or something terrible had happened. Went to the door and it was in pieces my husband told me. My beautiful red door that he had painted so lovingly all wrecked.

He looked around for the culprit of all this and she had disappeared. It wasn't her fault really. The girl heard all the screaming and commotion she thought I was being attacked and due to the phone being broken it wasn't working properly so she couldn't get through and eventually panicked and called the cops.

Wow. know I have a door to fix which is going to cost us an arm and leg and the hubby is not happy with my friend but today I found it funny because it all happened in confusion with my phone. Hate these touch screen phones.

My dear friend THANKYOU for looking out for me but can you please fix my door.

So there is my life story for yesterday .so sorry guys I will update later on or tomorrow definitely so don't hate me guys.

Thanks and don't be laughing at my sorry situation .

Have a door that won't shut. Carpenter coming on Saturday to repair it, can't leave the house because door won't shut. Feeling like a prisoner.

But THANKYOU to the police also for caring and looking after me even though you buggers wrecked my door but THANKYOU I know you guys were only doing your job. I feel a lot safer now that there are cops that still do their job properly .

Thanks