all out of character

so today i walked into a door
i am the woman who walked into doors.

seriously, i was about to go into pop cafe, which i actually don't like all that much because i think its up its bum, but i wanted a nice new/old purse, so i thought i'd chance it.
bad idea. literally there was not a sticker, not a sign, not a smear on the full-glass door.......and so how was i to know that before me was a fairly impenetrable object. particularly impenetrable to an unsuspecting, un-shielded, -unprepared forehead.
.....swearing ensued, and severe, pain-diminishing shame took me to a whole new place of embarrassment...

and then i thought - well, that was out of character!
and then i thought - what a stupid thing to think!
but its actually true..i generally don't drop things or fall down or trip over. i rely on our sal for that sort of entertainment....
anyway it felt weird to do something that i don't normally do
but then, who does normally walk into doors?

ps: journal update: NOPE! nothing! zip! zilch! nada!