This trend continued into high school. Don't want to eat at the table because your show is on? Go downstairs. One night, I made the brilliant decision to take a bowl of piping hot chicken noodle soup down with me. Admittedly, I'm not the best with stairs. So, I don't know what I was thinking. Just as the universe would have me do, I fell down the stairs that night. I'm pretty sure a universe exists where I'm still lying there with that shame.