I'm a victim of Clinton

I'm a victim of Clinton Karma!

Not 30 minutes after bad-mouthing good ole Hill, I experienced the bad Bubba mojo!
I got up to take the dogs out and to save myself a second trip down the stairs, I grabbed the trash to dispose of while we were on our walk.
So, I leave the house with two dogs on a leash, the little dog tucked under my arm and the garbage in my hand.
I struggle with this going down the stairs and stop about halfway to rearrange the dog order so I won't become tangled up in leashes. I looked behind me and noticed I was leaving a trail of leftover mac & cheese starting at the top of my stairs.
I had no other hands so there was nothing for me to do but walk as fast as I could to the dumpster at the same time tripping over the leashes, unable to coordinate the two on the leashes to go into the same direction.
As I'm hurrying to said dumpster, Crash (one of them on the leash) starts his reverse sneezing and it's pretty bad this time and I can tell it's starting to panic him a little.
Still, there wasn't anything I could do until I got this leaking garbage bag out of my hands so I drug them behind me and just as I got close, I stepped in a small hole, twisting my ankle and sending me Crashing into the side of the dumpster.
I got the trash in there and stopped to calm my poor wheezing dog and wondered what the hell was going on.

The bright side to all of this is that I found my way back to my apartment by following the mac & cheese trail! Oh and the dogs cleaned it up by EATING the trail on the way back home!