That's Gonna Leave a Mark

I got hurt, but it came as no surprise. I usually rush headlong into a project and manage a bruise or two. I was in the garage hanging summer chairs up and some heavy metal apparatus from the grill fell on my nose. Just WHAM, right on the bridge of it. Yowza, the pain was incredible! I immediately burst into tears, as that has been proven by children to help. Pat assessed the damage. He should be used to my accidents. (I tried to blame it on him. "Why is that thing hanging there anyway?!" He thoughtfully ignored me.) I lay down for the better part of the day, with ice and a pounding headache. If you see me around you may notice a bruise going across my nose and a cute little scab. Look at it, but don't look at it.