When it doesn’t go right
Some days nothing goes right, or so the cliché goes. Today was one of those days. I’ve had a few in my life, but this one is the blue prize winner. Not so much in the heartache department but in the pocket book one. I could tell you the saga about how I broke the heel off of great pair of shoes this morning, stained a new shirt, and dinged up my car. However, I’m going to skip to the big messy finale. The part where my cat scares my boyfriend badly enough to knock him into the humongous mirror hung in my dining room. Five hours, eighteen stitches, and a garbage bag of shattered glass later I’m left wondering. Where do you get new huge wall mirrors anyway? The internet of course. You may be wondering with all the other financial mishaps of the day why I’m fixated on replacing the mirror above all else. Simple, the mirror isn’t mine. Word to the wise, don’t borrow large, old, expensive and fragile furniture no matter how good it looks in your home.