I figured I knocked them down when I got the ball down, but couldn't figure out how in the world I didn't notice.
I was super tired and not in the mood to stack up Jenga right then, so I went to sleep.
The next morning I stacked a few games and put them back up on the shelf.
They fell on my head.
It hurt.
Turns out my shelf was actually broken: bowed, tipped, and falling down.
I had to clean everything out of my closet and most of it went on my bed so I couldn't sleep in it for four days.
But then my brother-in-law was a peach and fixed it. It was a happy moment. I got to sleep in my bed again.
The next day was our spring concert. It was our last performance this year except for the graduation one yet to come. For graduation the choirs and orchestra are performing You Raise Me Up. It should be awesome.
2 comments:
Mom told me you were closetless. Glad Tim fixed you! You know you could have put stuff on the floor then slept in your bed. Just a thought :) Come on feet...
That would have been way too convenient!
Duh! :) Power of the babe...
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