I knocked a box over twice in the tiny little passageway to the bathroom. I didn't realize I was doing it until it fell over the second time. Both times it went BAM!!! into the wall right behind me, triggering me. Out came the tears. It made me so mad because I had to get ready to go to the bank and this was taking up all the time I had to get ready.
The second time it happened, I realized I was making it fall over (there's so much crap here things are always falling over but I had brushed against it) so I moved it to another part of the room. Then while I was in the bathroom it fell over again, knocking over the humidifier that was a little ways away from it. The humidifier was half full of water and it dumped that out all over the rug. I didn't find it until I came back out of the bathroom and it had all sunk into the carpet and carpet pad underneath, also soaking a different cardboard box right next to it.
It's completely irrational but I felt like that first box had gotten its revenge on me for moving it or something. Pissed me off no end. I still have a fan going on that spot trying to get it to dry out.
The second time it happened, I realized I was making it fall over (there's so much crap here things are always falling over but I had brushed against it) so I moved it to another part of the room. Then while I was in the bathroom it fell over again, knocking over the humidifier that was a little ways away from it. The humidifier was half full of water and it dumped that out all over the rug. I didn't find it until I came back out of the bathroom and it had all sunk into the carpet and carpet pad underneath, also soaking a different cardboard box right next to it.
It's completely irrational but I felt like that first box had gotten its revenge on me for moving it or something. Pissed me off no end. I still have a fan going on that spot trying to get it to dry out.