So I think that today's events pretty well sum up my life at the moment...
I woke up later than I should have because I'd spent an hour hitting snooze and ignoring the cat, who was yelling for breakfast. So when I finally got up Conrad was delirious and rushed down the stairs ahead of me to get to the food.
He was in such a hurry that he tripped and fell down the last half-dozen stairs. I almost fell down them myself because I was laughing so hard.
Then later I dropped a large spoonful of (hot) oatmeal on my (bare) foot in an absent-minded moment.
I also tripped on my skirt on the ladder during opera rehearsal and almost crushed Esther who was supposed to be pulling me off said ladder. (No, I don't know whose bright idea it was to dress us in ankle-length skirts and then tell us to perform an opera on a ladder...)
Then on the bus this afternoon the driver started before I had time to sit down, and the hanger of the costumes I took home to alter got caught on a bar, yanked off, and thrown to the ground with a clang. Everybody stared.
Later, the cat fell over in an excess of delight because I was home and petting him.
So yeah. Coordination. We lack it.