destructo days

Some days are just jinxed. Every project fails; things that were once working begin to break; it rains; etc.

I had one of these yesterday. I didn't realize at first it was a jinxed day. I had great plans and ideas. But it all went wrong pretty much immediately, beginning with my accidental smashing of a large (expensive) Tuscan vase when I decided it would look better in the bathroom than the dining room.

Yikes.

My husband called from the other room, "Please tell me you didn't just drop that vase."

Well, I did.

After that things just continued in the same vein. My husband quickly realized that I was jinxed, and so wisely forbade me from undertaking anything that might have serious consequences (like, say, painting the livingroom walls red, which was another early idea). So I just jinxed little annoying things instead. I bought some long-needed necessities in the wrong colors and sizes; I had to make returns when I hate returning things; I shattered a water glass; daughter got an earache; I spilled red wine on a pair of white cargo pants.

And the final act of the day? I threw the white cargo pants into the laundry, without looking to see what else might be in there first.

And now they're pink.