I am a born clutz. My spouse thinks it is hilarious, but I do not. I have broken so numerous bones in my lifetime that I have lost count. One time, I broke my arm by falling on a small patch of ice in the middle of our driveway. It was literally only about five inches wide as well as seven inches long. I have no idea how I managed to fall on that small of a patch of ice. I think it is just my destiny to fall or hurt myself on just about anything that I can possible fall or hurt myself on. It gets to be quite annoying at times because my spouse as well as friends make comments to me regularly about how clutzzy I am. I had one of my moments the other afternoon as I was trying to put away my air conditioner for the winter. My buddy and I have a small air conditioner that we put in our home office window during the Summer months, as well as it helps keep our apartment comfortable. It is truthfully not that tepid where we live, so just the one little air conditioner does great for us. My buddy and I store it in the basement during the winter months, so it is out of the way. I procrastinated on taking the air conditioner down to the basement for no wonderful reason at all, however finally the afternoon that we got our first snow of the season, I decided to put the air conditioner in the basement. I took it out of the window, as well as wrapped up the cord nicely. I proceeded to carry it down our basement steps when I tripped over nothing as well as dropped the air conditioner. I broke the air conditioner into pieces, as well as the rest is history.