Weary from the day and tired from the walk. I think okay I’ll just get some take away and we can talk. had my foot supporting the door. The slight incline requested more, this was not my friend i lamented again. I struggled to get out…Determined to make one trip. Drink under one arm, the other in a hand, the bag and purse thats more like luggage than a daily carry. The key stuck in a pocket and a challenge to reach. But as I walked towards the door. Up the slope. The familiar lag. The pull of gravity on the jeans. Each step shifted. The wide leg walking to keep the jeans lifted. The rim above the hip would be nice, but as the stairs threatened. The dance did not suffice. A silky gray was half way showing but by the time I was to the door the jeans were on the floor. Shuffled into the room with the walk of a penguin. I however was successful at only making one trip.