A cursed day

Yesterday, I dropped a wet plate and broke it at lunchtime, accidentally posted the first chapter of my new WIP as a oneshot, realized I hadn't even thought of a chapter title at all as I was frantically editing it to be multichaptered, then went to reheat some leftover baked zucchini for dinner and dropped that as well, breaking the bowl, then, after eating something else instead, went to take a bath before I could do any more damage and knocked over the glass I was drinking water out of. The glass didn't break, but I did pour 16 ounces of water on the tile. And then, when I was brushing my teeth before bed, I knocked over my (mercifully unbreakable stainless steel) tumbler and spilled another full cup of water on the floor. And then, I woke up at 4:21 AM and couldn't fall back asleep for two hours, for no discernable reason.

So...look, I was clearly under a curse. That's just a cursed day. I mean, for one thing, I've had those bowls and plates, four of each, for eight years, since I moved out of my parents' house, and I never broke a single one in that entire time.

( Fic talk and a selfie )