clothing rails

MORNING COFFEE | A Slippery Slope

In last week’s (thrilling) Morning Coffee post, I talked a bit about my new flocked hangers, and how I’d slaved away for hours putting my clothes onto them, and carefully arranging them on the rails in my dressing room.

A few days later, I walked into the room, and was greeted by this sight:

broken clothing rail

Er, just in case it’s not obvious from the photo, no, the rails aren’t supposed to slope downwards like that. That totally wasn’t the plan.

I was puzzled. I mean, yes, I HAD switched over the hangers just a few days before, but the new hangers are lighter than the old ones, and I’d gotten rid of some clothes, too, so there was no reason I could think of for the rails to give up the ghost all of a sudden. Despite appearances, they’re not even at full capacity (don’t worry, I’m working on it…) and are designed to hold many more items than I’ve been using them for, so the sudden collapse was a mystery: and not the kind I like, either.

Terry was talking on the phone at the time, so with no one to tell about the strange goings-on in the dressing room, I did what any self-respecting blogger would do: I grabbed the camera to take a photo of it for my blog. That’s when I discovered this:

cracked camera screen

See that crack in the screen? That shouldn’t be there either. It was another mystery: I may be a total and utter clutz, but I am pretty careful with the camera, and knew it hadn’t been dropped, or otherwise mistreated – in fact, it had been sitting in a drawer since the last time I’d used it, the day before. That drawer, however, IS in the dressing room, so there was no doubt in my mind: the room was obviously haunted.

“TERRY!” I yelled, hearing him end his phone call. “COME QUICKLY! STRANGE THINGS ARE AFOOT IN THE DRESSING ROOM! BAAAAD THINGS!”

Terry arrived at the scene of the crime, and could offer no plausible explanations for either ‘happening’, so together we began the tedious job of unloading all of the clothes, and carrying them to the guest room, where they took up temporary residence while Terry restored the rails to working order. We’re still not sure what happened, but one of the rails had always been a little loose, so our best guess is that I’d managed to dislodge it a little during the Great Hanger Switchover of 2015, and at some point after that it decided it had had enough. Finally, they were once again declared fit for use, and I loaded them all up for the second time in the space of a week. So far the rails have held firm and are looking pretty solid, but let’s just say I won’t be cleaning out the closet again for a while.

As for the camera, luckily the damage is less alarming than it looks, because the crack is actually on the screen protector, not on the screen itself. We had a spare screen protector, so we switched them over, and all was right with the world once more. And now I know why Terry was so insistent on buying a screen protector, too!

The rest of the week was mercifully uneventful, unless you count the migraine which hit on Tuesday evening, forcing me to head to bed early with Netflix, some painkillers, and, OK, a Cadbury’s Creme Egg, because when you’ve just spent 15 minutes watching the wavy lines in your vision, and wondering if you’re going to die, a Creme Egg is the LEAST you should expect. As you can probably tell from this, it was a very mild migraine (I normally get the aura, but not much of a headache, thankfully) – if it wasn’t, I definitely wouldn’t have been in the mood for anything other than lying in a darkened room, so I count myself lucky that what could have been an evening of nausea and headaches ended up being basically an evening with Netflix.

As weeks go, it could’ve been worse.

[P.S. Quick housekeeping note: rather than including the wordcount of my book and my weekly workout tally in these posts, I’ve added the wordcount to the sidebar, and will be posting the workout total on Twitter each week, so if you’re interested in those updates, you know where to find them!]

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COMMENTS
  • Well I love your blog, and I don’t get people who think it’s shallow-your photographs are art! Helen x

    February 7, 2015
  • This is precisely why tidying up is a bad thing.

    Did you figure out what cracked the screen protector? I think you’re right, your dressing room is haunted.

    February 7, 2015
  • TinaD

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    Poor you. I get migraines with auras too–it used to be just wavy tunnel vision, but recently I’ve started the full fortification effect. It is so weird, having your eyes basically turn on a screensaver you can’t turn off for 20 minutes.

    February 7, 2015
  • It’s definitely a ghost… Possibly the same one that keeps moving my clothes that I know are at the bottom of drawers into random rooms… Creepy! I don’t have a screen protector… Eep

    February 7, 2015
  • Suze

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    Spooky!!! At last, something good has come from the many never-ending games of Cluedo I’ve had to endure over the years and I’m able to explain the mysterious goings-on. Summoning my amazing powers of deduction I can confidently conclude that it was the Cadbury’s Creme Egg in the Dressing Room! Never mind those poor innocent hangers….bringing home one of the controversial ‘new recipe’ Creme Eggs has clearly upset the equilibrium and balance of your surroundings. Well, if you believe the huge hype and furore surrounding Cadburys and their sacrilegious meddling with the age-old recipe then it’s not unreasonable to assume that these seemingly innocuous little chocolately treats are now totally evil and to be avoided at all costs!

    But, seriously, how was it? I haven’t tried these newfangled, new generation Creme Eggs yet but am very pleased to hear that you’ve sampled one and lived to tell the tale! 🙂

    February 7, 2015
      • Katharine in Brussels

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        Glad you are feeling better, and pity about your closet rod.
        Reassuring to hear that the Creme Eggs taste basically the same. Who can tell when they’re that sugary, anyway?

        February 9, 2015
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