A tip for Husband: when you break a mirror, particularly a full-length one, like you did on Saturday, make sure you vacuum up ALL of the broken glass!
Needless to say he didn’t, which is how come this morning I came to send him this text:
Typically I was running late getting Boo ready for school and was then confronted with the task of pulling glass from my foot and bleeding all over the bathroom floor. Naturally, all of the plasters were downstairs. But of course.
I thought when someone broke a mirror it was 7 years of bad luck for them. I didn’t think it was transferable. Just my luck.