The second time was cleaning the bathroom, when I was attacked by mightywombat's cat. She decided it would be amusing to maim my ankle while I was scrubbing the toilet in stocking feet. Nearly fell in folks - would that have ever been a way to go.
Why all this you ask? Someone decided to try and dig thier car out at 5am. As soon as I woke up from the jackhammeresque noise, I started going. I couldn't even fathom the idea of lying there any longer - my brain was driving me nuts, so I tried to kill it with housework. There is about 2700 lbs of garbage and a bag of goodwill clothes to take down. This new job is definitely gonna chew me up and spit me out.
FTR - Subway's chipotle sauce sucks worse than teenage broken hearts.