Some Days, it just does not pay to get out of bed.

I went to Montreal this weekend, to help my grand-parents move. When I got home Sunday afternoon, I walked into the kitchen, and saw that my cats had knocked over the plant watering pot full of water. Yay, spilt water all over the kitchen.

Later on, I attempted to put my iPhone into my pocket, and clipped my hand against the counter. Which knocked my phone out of my hand. Which sent it careening towards the floor. Which it hit, at just the right angle. And broke my screen.

As I was going to bed, I turn on the tv. I notice that I am seeing to many spots before my eyes, and clean my glasses. The frame snaps.

Today, I called the store from which I bought them. Frame is a discontinued model, and is no longer in stock.

I'm just waiting now for the meteorite to fall from the sky, and hit me in the head.