I'm a klutz. Plain and simple. There are no ways to go around this. True, I'm not as klutzy as I could be, but my body doesn't always listen to me, and sometimes I make nice with the ground in a painful way. Lucky me. This happened to me one time when I was at work. I got up to do something then all of a sudden there was a rug in my face. I don't even know why I tripped; I just know that I did. It must have been pretty funny, because my coworker, Mindy, was laughing her butt off. I could see why it would be funny, one minute I'm standing there, the next minute I disappear as I've fallen behind my desk. It wasn't funny at the time, though. I broke my arm!