The sacrifices I make for this marriage

Well, I knew it was bound to happen...I had noticed a weak spot a few days ago, but chose to ignore it, putting off giving it attention 'til I got some more of my tasks completed. And then, this morning (heck, it wasn't even yet 7AM!), it happened...

I was only on window three of today's cleaning, when tragedy struck...

The fingernail on my left tall man ripped off.

A moment of silence, please.




And it's a doubly-sad tragedy because my sweet groom and I are going to the wedding of one of my favorite students tomorrow and I really wanted to look really pretty.

To paraphrase Barry White, "I mean, when you really sit and think about it, isn't it really, really TRAGIC?"