I Didn't Mean It Mom!

I ran yesterday.

Not in the vein of exercise or health though. It was the running you do when you hear a crash in another part of the house.

It was a big crash. I knew before I got to the bottom of the stairs what was broken. It took about 20 minutes to feel like I'd gotten all the glass cleaned up.

As we drove to our next thing, I wondered, why exactly a parent ever buys two matching pieces of furniture. Especially knowing, that A. the broken part can't be replaced--read cheap stuff here, and B. knowing that the box mart where you bought the cheap item will not be carrying that anymore. Now you will either decorate your living room with a pair of lamps, one broken and one not, or a rather unusual mixed pair of lamps, the second and newer one again purchased cheap from the box mart.

Oh well, no one was hurt. It's only a lamp. Or, it was.