Me a Handyman?

I don't think many people think of me much of a handyman. It is not that I am not mechanical inclined but I'm just don't want to get my hands dirty, greasy, or sticky. Ewww! Today I blew leaves off our driveway and most of my late in-laws driveway, did some more little odd-jobs. I bought a smoke detector and installed it; attached the little bracket to the ceiling, using my drill, screwdriver, and sharp eyes. Yessiree! I was on a roll! After mission accomplished I meant to hop off my little ladder like a pro. But instead making a graceful leap off the ladder my foot got caught between the rungs and I had a forceful crash landing. While lying on the hall's floor I did a mental body check. I felt like my ribs and left armpit socket was knocked out of whack. But after hobbling around making excuses and then taking a mile walk it got my body fluids circulating and I almost as good as new. But it still hurts when I laugh.