I have a habit of leaving cabinet doors open. I do it all the time. Then I go back and close them all when I notice.
On Saturday, I was leaning down to get something from under the counter and then stood up to meet the very corner of the bottom of the upper cabinet right on my left eyebrow. I hit it so hard (must have been in a hurry) it actually bled a little.
Well, next day, lo and behold I had a black eye!! Isn't is lovely? And I keep forgetting to mention to people how it happened.
THEN....the very next day, while cleaning the U of M football stadium (which I will write about soon) I stepped on a broom funny and hit myself in the other eye. Now there is a lesser bruise on the other one. I can't remember the last time I had anything resembling a black eye. Now I have two of them.
I bet there are those who are thinking......hmm, something must be going on in her life.
Honestly, no one is beating me . (accept my own carelessness) LOL