While we were moving our stuff, I decided, "This move has been too uneventful. It would be a super awesome idea to shake things up by falling and spraining my ankle. An even BETTER idea would be to skin my knee! You know what, I think I'll be REALLY awesome and do both!"
Thankfully, I waited to pull off this awesome stunt until we were almost finished moving everything. Also, I was holding a bunch of pillows and blankets when it happened, so it could have ended a lot worse (like if it had happened when I was carrying swords).
It's hard to feel sad about a skinned knee with a bandage like this, though.