And then I forgot about it, 'cos, y'know, I'm easily distracted.
This morning I was attending to a call of nature and Ben jumped up on the bathroom counter and headbutted me, one of his favorite morning greetings, it hurt. When I checked in the mirror, sure enough, there's a big red bruise on the side of my forehead. Fortunately my hair covers it, or else my explanations might be awkward--"No, really, my watercolors beat me up. No, it wasn't a boyfriend. No, really!"
Obviously I am in an abusive relationship with my art supplies.
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