My luck and cleaning

So I started cleaning my house yesterday. Not your typical cleaning...but "spring" cleaning. Cabinets, closets, or laundry room (that is used as storage for everything but laundry), coat closet (that has a spare tire in it and you can't see the coats), you know..."spring" cleaning. Also for about one year I have wanted to move our TV across the living room. Since we have satellite this means routing 2 cables around the outside of our house and drilling a new hole through our house (brick) and into the living room. So here is how all of that "spring" cleaning is going so far....

• Laundry Room - I moved Jeremy's tool box up on a shelf. (You know the red Coleman toolbox that every man has, but seldom uses?) Well I'm a little person, I had the tool box almost above my head and on the shelf when it slips in the metal corner falls on my neck. You know the soft middle part. So I gagged for about 5 minutes and prayed I wouldn't see blood. I didn't, so were good. (Of course I was home alone for this accident, shh don't tell)
• "Music" room closet - The junk closet, or at least one of them. I opened the door and of course tons of things started falling. I see a 1200 piece puzzle right on top of a pillow, it didn't fall! Good Luck right? Well, then I went to get the puzzle box and touched it, the top flew off and puzzle fell down. All 1200 pieces, one at a time, all the way to the bottom of the closet.
• As I tried to catch some pieces as they were falling and Jeremy starts calling me for help with the TV. He has routed the cable outside and drilled a hole in our wall. We just have to push the cable through the hole and we are good to go. It's a little hole. So after many failed attempts to get the cable through Jeremy suggests that I put my finger in the wall and feel around for the cable. I put my pinkie in the wall, moved it around, I found the cable. Good Luck right? I went to pull my pinkie out, it was stuck. Not like "OMG stuck, and jerk it out" but stuck, freaking out, jerking and pulling, twisting and shouting, until I got it out. It's just a tad bit red and swollen for the rest of the night.
• Guest Bedroom (or Katja's room as I call it) - There is a queen size bed in there I promise. You can't see it, but it's in there somewhere. My cat went in the "danger zone" room last night, I haven't heard from her since.
• Today...I woke up, our living room looks amazing, TV in it's new spot. The "music" room closet is spotless. Laundry room is perfect. Then I went to our Kitchen...you can't see the table or floor for all the boxes, trash, "attic" pile, "yard sale" pile, and 1200 puzzle pieces. Our bedroom has a walking path, that's all I can ask for at this point.

I look at my hands...7 out of 10 fingers are bleeding, at least they are all still attached...again, it's all I can ask for at this point.

ABS