It ain't no big secret.....this Bear is a klutz. And with klutzitude comes noise. Lots of noise. I am just not a quiet person.....at least when it comes to physical movement, yadda yadda.
I am always the first person up in this ole' bruin household. Katie likes to sleep in. Not me. And an early morning bruin is a hungry bruin.....so into the kitchen I slowly amble. Mmmmm, there is a tube of cinnamon rolls, ready to bake. That sounds good on a rainy Easter morning. Now, can I quietly access the cookie sheet? I bend these old knees and reach into the base cabinet, grabbing the most appropriate cookie sheet. I slowly retract it.
All hell breaks loose! The edge of the sheet catches another sheet and then another. Before my klutzy paws can stop the parade of cookie sheets they are crashing to the floor. As they say in the service, All right you guys, rise and shine!.
I have always been noisy. A friend that I camped with many a time (along the beautiful shores of Lake Michigan in the awesome Upper Peninsula!) refused to talk to me for about a week. I had made too much early-morning noise at the campsite.
Oddly enough, I am a quiet (Type B) person. Just not a physically quiet person. How about you?
EDIT: I just burnt the bottoms of the cinnamon rolls. The tube directions said 16-20 minutes. I set the timer for 14 minutes. The smoke alarm went off at 12 minutes. Now everybody is awake. Happy Easter. Grrrrr.......