Last night I came home from
to the great clock disaster.
I had this nice wall clock that my parents gave me a few years
ago. It’s large and wooden and winding. It was nice and
comforting to see it ticking away. Sometime last night while I
was gone the hook holding it up decided to give up. The clock
fell down, ripped my thermostat off the wall and fell on the
floor. Luckily the mercury from the thermostat stayed up on a
shelf with the broken glass and so the dogs didn’t get into
it. The clock is pretty much a loss. It’s cracked all around the
top of the case and the hinges on the glass part are ripped
out. I guess it could have been worse.