Housecleaning: not my friend.

[vulgarweed]

So I decided things were kind of out of hand and went on a rearranging binge. It was going pretty well...until I tried to do something with the Closet of Doom. Then my precariously-balanced super-cheap super-fake Yule-tree-in-a-box fell out and hit me in the face.

I have a black eye. A real one. A shiner.

I can make it not-too-noticeable with makeup, but before that it is really quite shocking.

It looks like the sort of thing that no one will believe is entirely innocent.

Comments

[bethbethbeth]

You're right, you know. Saying "My super-cheap super-fake Yule-tree-in-a-box hit me in the face" is the kind of excuse we all use! *g*

*pets your poor face*

[ellimayhem.livejournal.com]

I used to have a fridge magnet my Granny gave me that said "housework if done properly can kill you" - if I still had it I'd send it to you as a prize for your shiner.

[waxbean.livejournal.com]

V vs. Yule Tree: Round One, FIGHT.

Oh, V, you lost to a tree? This is a sign -- bad things happen to those who clean!

- seriously, ouch! I hope swelling and discomfort are at a minimum.

xoxoxoMary

[anna-wing.livejournal.com]

"A Christmas tree fell on me" is an excuse that could not be made up.

[quantum-witch.livejournal.com]

You can just tell everyone I punched you XD

[amberdiceless.livejournal.com]

*Eyes own overstuffed, musty closet with trepidation* Perhaps I'll wallpaper the bathroom first...

[celandineb.livejournal.com]

It is Karma telling you that it is Wrong to have a fake tree!

*g*

I'm sorry, though, how annoying!

[shadowvalkyrie.livejournal.com]

Ouch!

"Hey, VW, your boyfriend beating you?"
"No. It was the guy I locked in my closet some time around Easter. I didn't think the twiggy thing had it in him!"

(I love the comments in this post, btw.)

And I'm so glad my roommates have FAR more housecleaning enthusiasm than I do. I've lived here since February, and all I had to do so far was occasionally washing the dishes and vacuuming a little. They do al the seriously annoying stuff, like cleaning the windows, scrubbing the bath and sweeping the floors. The downside: they're really bad at it. (Probably due to having been raised with the classical boy bias. *sigh*) But I'm obviously not complaining or they might wonder why I don't do it myself. *somewhat guilty*

[lacewood-lune.livejournal.com]

OMG - I am very, very sorry about your eye. But *mugged* by your very own YULE TREE??? That's really damned funny. If you *have* to have a black eye, well, I certainly can't think of a more entertaining way to get one. And the comments here are hilarious, too...wow.

Me, I seem to have sunburned myself into having a MUSTACHE. Yep. You read aright. Since I'm too lazy to go out and get a quick lesson in things like makeup foundation that I know absolutely nothing about, I am instead left to wander about getting some very funny looks, since occupationally-speaking I often travel in circles where feminine mustaches are rather less common than in my social circle... *sigh*...

Anyway, I hope you gave back as much as you got! Damn sneaky trees... And that your shiner heals quickly. :-)