Ed – As I've had the learn, it's not always the Big Things that present the only challenging trip hazards, it can also be––and often is––one of the least of things. I mentioned in an earlier post that last week I did have a genuine fall, but for the past umpteen years I've not had a "genuine" one, only "almost falls" (and I've had plenty of those). A "least of things" that almost tripped me up was a medium-size carton I'd placed on the floor to carry out to the trash the next time I was going out. One corner of the carton was just a teeny-tiny sticking out in the path to the front door, and wouldn't you know it? the edge of my left shoe clipped it––just barely!––giving me another of my Way Out of Proportions fear that I was about to fall. I didn't fall, but that Way Out of Proportion sensation is one I'm all too familiar with: a foot will ever so slightly catch the corner of something or simply "feel" a stray extension cord, and my mind will go: WHOA! I'M GOING OVER! GRAB SOMETHING QUICK! (as though I were about to fall over the edge of the Grand Canyon). Ah, life with PN! Ain't it something? 🙂 – Take care, Ed! – Ray