Clumsy Egg

Hello, my Thursday began well.  I had high hopes for a productive day.  I even made a list of tasks to have the pleasure of ticking off when completed.  I began with the kitchen.  Window open to give the neighbours their dose of  K-pop. (Too old to love Taeyang, too young and devoted to stop!)  Happy with the kitchen, I migrated into the 'back-room' to clean the rabbits.  We have two, Truffle and Lola.  Truffle is a giant continental and Lola is a normal sized lop-ear.  Truffle was planned, chosen and obtained from a breeder.  Lola was a moment of weakness in the orphan section of the pet shop.  Both are adored equally.  After the initial concern of "will they get along", we came to realise that any contact with Lola has to be run by Truffle first. She belongs to him.  And she seems quite happy with this arrangement.  Anyway, they are house-rabbits having a very cosy set up in the 'under-stairs' area in the back-room.  I will add pics soon.  So I had cleaned them out and was picturing the nice big tick I was going to put against the somewhat tedious task...

Nowhere on my list did it say to have a medical disaster with the toe-nail.  My toe-nail.  It came into violent contact with the wall, don't ask me how?!?  I am a clumsy Egg most of the time and used to knocking my toes against the base of the settee, or wardrobe, etc... so I stifled my bad words and bitter annoyance, and continued to settle the bunnies with some food.

The trail of red dots is very pretty, but hubby will have to pick up some carpet cleaner.  I have surpassed my usual clumsiness and my productive day has come to a toe-throbbing halt.