This morning started as any other.



Got up. Carried Ozzy and Tim downstairs as the girls hopped and spun around me on the way to outside land for their first pee of the day. Makin' coffee in my underwear (boxerbriefs, thanks). Everyone inside for kibble.

Loud noises. Glasses falling. What the flying fuck. Glass everywhere within a 3 meter radius. Scaring the curious critters away from paw shredding awfulness.

Quarantine the kitchen. Shoes and gloves and eye protection. Sweep up the glass. Toss the kibble and water. Clean everything. Check offending cupboard.

The pegs in our cupboards had been failing, snapping off, so we replaced them with new ones from Home Despot. Some had left the pegs behind, which had to be drilled out. Either that hole was torn too badly, or I used too big a bit, because one new peg popped out and sent all the glasses on that shelf crashing down into sparkly oblivion.

Only injury was a little nick on Jen's shin.
Frickin' miracle, that.

Shake our heads, drink coffee, and move on with our day.


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Work for me. Two jobs.
Haircut and errands for Jen.

Stop for lunch at tasty Pho place.
Hit the restroom to pee.
Irritation in an otherwise happy zone.

Tiny.
Shard.
Of glass.
Stuck in my cock.
0_o.

Right through my fucking underwear.
I dress left, so on right side.
Just behind the head.
Hadn't noticed it at all.

What the high holy fuck?!

I happened to bring my camera in with me.
I always take pictures of install jobs as a CYA measure.
So I figured 'how often do you get a tiny shard of glass stuck in your unit?' and snapped a shot.

Checkit:

http://pics.livejournal.com/squidb0i/pic/0000ktak/



Tiny shard.
Easily removed.
*shakes head*
Fuckin' bizarre.