Ten minutes out of the bath, into the kitchen, I hear a large crash and glass breaking. I ran toward the front door thinking it may have been something tumbling down our stairs. Instead, I was greeted with this mess in the bathroom.
It appears that my cabinet (upside down in the picture), likely added by the previous inhabitant, wasn’t secured on to the wall, and fell. down.
Huh?
On top of just being plain boggled by this happening, I sadly lost quite a few very significant trinkets: a ceramic hand mirror given to me by my mom when I was 16 (it was hanging on the wall, and I’ve spent years making sure it didn’t get broken) and a crystal four leaf clover given to me at college graduation are among the two top pieces. I was heartbroken. Now comes the chore of mending the wall and buying a new bathroom cabinet–one that probably isn’t going to be secured to the wall. Argh.
Oh no! That’s horrible. :(