I also broke things.

In addition to my "what I did this weekend" post below, I forgot to mention that I managed to break two dishes: a porcelain mug and a tall glass. Almost a year and a half of owning my dish/glass sets, nothing broken. Not a one. Yet within two klutzo days, I'm now down to seven coffee mugs and five glasses. The mug doesn't bother me as much. I'm pretty much of the belief that coffee mugs are meant to be random. I like it when no one is the same. But the glass really gets at me. I immediately contemplated running to the nearest Target to replace it, even though I'd have to purchase a whole set of six. But either way, it will probably haunt my dreams. Exaggeration? No, not really.