Just sometimes

I often wonder why things happen to me?

Today I got my hand stuck in the weighing scales when lifting them to put back where they are kept. Trouble was they had a weight still on them and the back door got involved - don't ask I am still trying to work it out myself. Result sore hand and cut on other arm.

Next thing, go to tool shed lean on lawnmower to retrieve an item, next thing I am flaying around as the lawn mower moved. Okay, bruise ego and hurt back not helped by daughter laughing!

Then decide to clean out fish tank filter, without turning it off. Something I often do! This time the magnet twirly things flies out, I try to retrieve it but it falls behind settee. Push settee out of the way in the process knock coffee table over spreading Ginger beer everywhere. Daughters make up bag goes flying by now the air is blue not just my language but the filter.

I can't get to the plug quickly, have to empty out DVD cupboard plus the fish food. It is just getting worse one of the cats pounces on fish food container and does a runner with it. Do I chase the cat or get the plug out of socket decide on the latter. Finally get the plug out one handed, then start to look for all the bits.

Oh poop, it is all in bits put it all together plug back in nothing not a sausage. Try fiddling with it again nope it is one truly dead pump. Put all the DVD's back into cupboard retrieve fish food from cat, who thankfully didn't get into the tub not for the want of trying.

Now start on mess in lounge clean up the spilt drink, gather up daughters make up, get settee back. Okay everything back to normal now. I begin to wonder what will happen next!

Actually nothing so far I thought then I made my self some coffee sat down put coffee on mat and spilt it. I am sorry I bloody well give up, Oh yes it is the 13th today should have stayed under the duvet might just have not done so much damage :)