*stepped on my cat's tail. (Why you gotta be underfoot, muffin? I missed you, too, but geez.)
*burnt my egg.
*had to turn down a client on the grounds that I couldn't help them. (I mean - yay, ethics, but boo, lack of paycheck.)
*broken a wine glass, cut my wrist. (No, I wasn't drinking. Maybe I should start. [Also, no, I wasn't trying to commit suicide. It's on the back of my wrist. Well, the side. In any case, not down the street, so we're all good. {Except for the bleeding.}])
And now I must prepare my abode for a man to come sand my floor, which means hanging of sheets and pretty much no work done this afternoon. Also, I need to learn spanish carpentry vocabulary, post haste.
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