I had a bad IBS attack yesterday afternoon into last night. I was in a BAD mood this morning after not much sleep, still hurting and still had to get through a morning of housecleaning at my son's.I asked my husband to do some of the dusting and gave he the small duster to use. I was working in another room. When I came back he was just picking up the pieces of a martini glass that he knocked off the bar and in his hand was the big duster that I use for under the beds. Needless to say, I hit the ceiling. I gave him the small duster to use because I thought it would be safer. I was already feeling lousy. I left a note for my son and said we would pay for the glass. I have no idea how much it is going to cost, but I am sure that it isn't going to be cheap.It is soooo frustrating to try to bring in a little extra money and have to deal with things like this. I will probably have to work for free next week to make up for the cost of the glass. Why do these things happen when I am already feeling at my worst!!!