

The rest of my Saturday was spent cleaning house and relaxing. Cleaning house is not such a chore for me, I enjoy house cleaning. DJ on the other hand doesn't care for the way I clean house. I always manage to rearrange the furniture, which of course I did again on Saturday. Good thing he is not blind or he'd be running into things every three to four weeks. That is about how often I rearrange the furniture. I don't know what it is, but I just can not have the furniture stay in the same position for too long of a time.
The early this morning around 1:30 DJ and I were awakened by a large crash, a shattering noise really. It was like someone had thrown something into our large windown in the living room. We both ran to see what had happened and we see Xander running like his tail was on fire, and the large mirror that DJ bought me when we first moved in together shattered and lying across the floor and the dining room table. This was the first gift DJ ever bought me, and I was very upset to say the least. Xander (the culprit) on the other hand didn't seem to mind, but he knew he was in trouble. He don't know the half of it.
He has seven years of bad luck ahead of him!
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