My Goddess Chorus

I have been having a big problem with stairs lately. I am not drunk. I am not tripping over carelessly placed shoes/toys/skates. My shoelaces are not untied.
I broke my pinkie finger on Thanksgiving falling UP the stairs. Letting the dogs in, wearing slippers, in a hurry to get everything done = ouch. I did not go to the dr because I don't believe they do anything for broken pinkie fingers besides tape them up. I did that myself, and it is still kinda jacked. Perhaps next time I break a finger I will go get it checked out.
But in the meantime, WTF is going on? I seriously fall down the stairs at least once every week or so. Many times it is because I am wearing socks and my feet just slip down some stairs like skiing. But much less graceful and very bumpy and there is no swooshy snow to help me along. This often turns into a tumble with 30 limbs all akimbo and ending up underneath the crushing weight of my big fat ass. I guess I need to slow down.

Last night I had a dream that I was somehow part of a really cool band - like the new member. It maybe was some kind of alt folk, but was made up of really awesome rockin' women, and their beautiful songs were loved by boys and girls, young and old. I was seriously starstruck and in awe, but they were sooo cool that I was also perfectly comfortable around them. We were having a concert in a gymnasium and we were on the bleachers and the audience was in folding chairs lined up on the floor. It was very casual. It turned out I was the new singer (!?!) and it was my first time playing with them. So I was holding the mic and these chicks were all surrounding me and being very supportive and sweet. And I started singing, but I couldn't remember the words, but it was ok - they just helped me along and I knew I would eventually remember and everything would be fine because it was totally low stress and lovely. I wish I could have kept sleeping.