Serves me right
Yesterday Ysabella was getting on my tits. She gets on my tits most days, but she was excelling herself yesterday.
Jonathan and I were trying to have some lunch in a civilised manner, sat at the table, and she was nag, nag, nagging about wanting this, that and the other NOW.
We said we would do it/get it/make it as soon as we had finished - in about 5-10 minutes - but still she nagged. So I leapt up in temper to get this particular bloody cup she wanted that she couldn't reach because she couldn't possibly use one of the 15 plus that she COULD reach.
And I banged my toe.
And I'm sure its broken.
It's gone all fat and purple and painful and today the bruise is creeping up my foot. Jonathan wouldn't take me to hospital, well they probably wouldn't do much anyway (his reasoning.)
In my pain I did something really nasty, I smashed the thin plastic cup over her head.
I'm horrible.