He used to be in the bar area, leaning up against my fridge. If anyone can see the problem of having a large and heavy unsecured thing sit above a bunch of glass, come forth and collect your prize, because you're clearly a lot smarter than me.
I was retrieving something from the fridge, and I knocked it over. There was that OHNO moment. Then there was the breaking glass sound. Full-on panic.
I was afraid I'd gone and broken any number of things on that "bar" area. Maybe even all of the things. So I guess I'm really lucky that I only lost one of these glasses.
Womp womp.
TGIF, readers: has anything in your house misbehaved recently?
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