Rude awakening time.
I have a shelf for the display of my collection of small, decorative objects (AKA: tchatchky) hanging on the bedroom wall, very near the door and the light switch.
5:30am EST, the Professor (legally blind in broad daylight without his glasses at the best of times) had to get up to go visit the WC. (You can see where this is going.)He barely tapped the bottom of the shelf in his search for the light switch, but the shelf hopped off one of it's hanging hooks and the tchatchky went flying. Everywhere.
I awoke with that same feeling you get when you hear the cat gakking up a hairball in the living room before the crack of dawn. I was *not* in the mood...
Most things just bounced off the carpeting, and are none the worse for the flight. The only casualties are 4 dragons, all of whom lost wings or parts of wings.
One of the lampwork dragons had lost his wings before (he was a survivor of the fire), so the wings popped off where I had glued them on the first time. All I need do is clean off the old glue and reattach them.
The lead (as in "not quite pewter") dragon is a D&D miniature, and originally came with his wings unattached. They fall off on a regular basis, so it's no big deal. I've got much better adhesives now.
The terra cotta dragon just lost the tip of a wing, and t.c. is also easily repaired.
Unfortunately for the last little dragon, lampworked and perched upon a Swarovski crystal, his broken wing has gone missing. :-( Considering how far some objects bounced when they hit the floor, the little wing could be out in the kitchen.
Interestingly, the larger lampworked dragons are undamaged, and are just sitting there, dazed, wondering what the Hel happened.
The only good thing to come out of this is that I had to dust all that stuff before putting it back on the shelf. I just wish that I hadn't had to do that quite so early in the morning.
Arondelle -- Dragon Mama, and Wing Surgeon