Okay, I'm not going to set off walking down the road without my cane. I'm not going to schedule a four-hour drive for eight o'clock at night. I'm not going to sign a contract on a condo with three flights of stairs.

It's the LITTLE things I have to think about ahead of time, and I still don't.

For example, Bob needed some sugar/water for the hummingbird feeders, so I made up some in the pitcher we always use.

NOW I have to remember to pick it up off the counter with my RIGHT hand, because the stair rail is on the LEFT side, and if I pick up the pitcher with my LEFT hand, when I get to the stairs I will have to either not use the railing (BAD idea) or somehow transfer the pitcher full of sugar water to my other hand mid-flight. Splash.

Or I have to figure all the ratios of hand weakness to difficulty of de-clothing to the location of public restrooms to the likelihood of having a bathroom emergency. Wrong ratio equals potential humiliation.

What percent of the time do you suppose I think of those things until it's too late and there's an incident? Oh, I'd say about 5%. Slow learner.