Memorial Day weekend – the official start of summer – and my first day off of COVID restrictions. We were busy getting the backyard ready for the warm weather and planning a trip to the garden center, when somehow – I’m still not sure how – I fell down the steps into the garage and broke two bones in each ankle.
Luckily I don’t need surgery, but I now have crutches and a matching pair of Frankenstein boots – and instructions not to put any weight on my ankles. I still haven’t figured out how I’m supposed to accomplish that.
