Our Lovely Stairs

Let me start by saying that Bump and I absolutely love our house. But having a 100 year old house does have it's little quirks and funky parts to get used to. Especially when the previous owners converted it from a duplex back into a single family home, remodeling a few things along the way. We are very grateful to them for doing that, but when they remodeled and expanded the kitchen it made it so that opening the stairs back up between the two floors was a challenge. So, now we have very funky stairs that are certainly not up to code. :) Bump likes to call them the stairs of death. Let me show you what I am talking about. . .

Here we are standing at the top landing looking down the stairs which I am sure at one time just kept going straight to the back door/kitchen area. Now it is forced to take a sharp turn.
Here we are at the sharp turn where we have a little triangle of a stair on the right and a large drop off corner that falls down to the next step down (in reality 2 steps worth of height, or even 3 steps worth at the very left corner) Get the picture now? Plus they are really quite steep stairs - old houses. . . they are just funky, and we've lived in a lot of them.
Well, each of the kids have fallen down a few of the stairs and Bump and I have slipped a bit also, but I am blogging today because of my wonderful fall down the stairs on Saturday night. My sister, Tracy, was giving me a hard time for not blogging it, so now I am.

Anyway, on Saturday night when all the kids and Bump were sleeping and I was checking everything out before heading to bed myself, I totally fell down the stairs and did this with my elbow after slamming into a few other stair walls along the way down.
Yup, my elbow went right through the drywall in the wall at the bottom of the stairs and I have no broken bones, thank goodness!
I slipped on one of the steps up around the corner and hit the wall on the left in this picture and kept on falling headfirst down the entire set of stairs and landed with my elbow into the wall and a bonk on the head. This is what it looks like when you are laying on the ground looking up at the stairs from the bottom.
It woke Bump up and he came running out of our room to see if I was ok. I was banged up pretty good and thought I was going to die as I was falling down, but surprisingly I was okay. The bruises didn't even show until later on Sunday and Monday so nobody stared at me weird as I taught my Gospel Doctrine lesson.

Monday I was pretty sore in my arm, foot, twisted ankle and my hips felt all out of whack, but I am feeling pretty good now. Here is my elbow bruises today. . . not bad. (sorry about the dirty mirror, where is my maid today?)
Someday we want to build a nice staircase off the back of the house with a laundry room and just board up these scary stairs and make a nice closet in that space, but until that happens we will just keep trying to be careful and enjoy our quirky house!