It's something I've known for quite a while, if I can trip over it, fall down it, cut myself with it or just about anything else; it will find me.  I'm surprised someone hasn't banned me at this point from using knives in the kitchen, as many times as I've cut myself.  I don't allow myself to walk down stairs with my hands full anymore, because I WILL fall.  My usual excuse is that I'm just trying to do too much at one time or in too short of a time frame.  Luckily, I've never done something that has hurt me permanently, but I do have a lot of scars to show for the years.

My most recent episode however, was probably one of my worst.  With the nice this past weekend, I decided to get out in the yard to clean-up some of the dead leaves and trim back some bushes.  I was working on one of those bushes with a pair of hand pruners when it happened.  I was holding the branches with my left hand, cutting with my right, and you can see where this is going.  I treated one of my fingers like a branch.  Now I should also mention I have a problem seeing my own blood.  And this cut bled a lot.  So yes, I started to get light-headed and pass out.  Thank goodness my fiance was there to get me some paper towels and get me to the couch.  Oh, and did I mention this cut was just one knuckle below my scar from last year... when I did the same exact thing?  Although that one was not as deep.  Yes, I know.

A call to my mom, a trip to the doctor's office and a tetanus shot later, maybe I've learned my lesson- prune the bushes, not my fingers.  I can remember that.. at least for this year.

So are there any other klutzes out there?  What's your story?