Blog Thing

The last few weeks or so I have injured my feet so many times.
Sprained my ankle and practically dislocated it last year, Stubbed toes on numerous occasions.
Dropped a chest of drawers on it while moving it to a better location,
Badly sprained my left little toe - sunbird stood on it It swelled up like a balloon. A small, pink balloon. A miniture fat pinky purple sausage balloon for the fairies teaparty.That made “ouch” noises when you touched it.
Sliced my other little toe on the bathroom carpet holder. it bled like a woman.
Walked 8 miles on the 26th, now i have bruised, sore ankles from my walking boots and the soles of my feet are actually bruised and swollen
And to top it off today, I knocked over a heavy glass while washing dishes and it landed on my toes.

I mean COME ON! It’s a conspiracy. Somebody, somewhere, does not want me to have feet. They want me to injure them so much that they’ll turn black and fall off!!
Or make me so angry that i’ll want body modification and have them amputated. (prosthetic limbs have no feeling.)
Why are my tootsies being punished? Did I perform a wrong, evil bipedular act in a former life, and now I’m being punished for it?
What crime are my feet capable of anyway? Is there a foot policeforce? a footsquad? a footcrimes division? a bipedular act 1987? a foot may not cause harm to other feet, or genitalia.
Did I kill to many bugs?
What is wrong with this picture? is it coincidence or karma?

Or am I just plain clumsy?