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

[vulgarweed.livejournal.com]

You're brave. I'll send good vibes. It's a risky mission.

[ellimayhem.livejournal.com]

Eh, Mary has lightened up since survivng breast cancer.

Oh and we are celebrating Patsy finishing her chemo successfully! (Uterine... hysterectomy plus chemo, much suck, but she's got that sparkly attitude that just gets her through things. Wish I had that.)

But... door tops still get inspected for dust...