Just fell down the stairs to our apartment. It took seven years, but it happened, just like I always expected.
Okay, it wasn't the whole set of stairs, just one step, but that's all it takes. I was carrying a huge stack of bins, and I thought I was already at the bottom of the stairs, and took a longer than normal stride and totally missed the last step. My foot came down on the ground, I rolled my ankle, and I fell on my side, hitting both the wall and the ground. Bins went everywhere. Poor husband witnessed the whole thing and nearly had a heart attack!
I'm sure to have some bruises. And maybe more, but I'll have to wait a few hours/days to see if I feel anything. Ugh!