Today

Today, I cleaned.

While I was cleaning, I knocked over a lamp.

And the vacuum.

And the salt and pepper shaker, which led to more cleaning.

And the laundry detergent.

And the telephone, which had to be put back together again. Just like Humpty Dumpty, but there were no King's horses OR men to help. Jerks.

And the table that the telephone was on.

And my piano book, which contains about 30 loose-leaf papers, which then scattered all over my living room.

So, I took the hint and stopped cleaning. Instead, I will take a nap, because that's a safe activity. Unless Roxy starts panting in my face. Then I may, finally and completely, lose my mind.