I was walking past groceries on the floor and sort of did not give myself enough room. Picture loopy airplane wing arms that morph into helicopter rotor and then back to airplane wings arms. All this time, food must be balanced.
My body was moving in a swaying Jeannie-like motion. But, it was not so alluring or cute. I had no bottle into which to escape.
This all went on way too long. I thought both of Tommy's TVs were toast. Remember, he has the little one sitting in front of the large one. If I crash into the front one, the back one will go down like a domino. Finally, I regained my equilibrium and did not spill the food I was carrying. Tommy said he thought, "Oh no. Where is she going to fall, and how are we going to get her up?" I say to call 911.
Since I slept 2 hours last night, I was woozy from needing sleep. It has nothing to do with ears or equilibrium.
Today was a very good day! Tomorrow I will relate the good things of today.
Wish me to sleep.