I seem to be carrying an aura of destruction with me today. A bottle of Carmenere jumped off the wine rack when I was walking down the stairs and apparently the vibrations were just too much for the bottle. Then I snapped the end off my knitting needle cord:
Of course it would happen when I have stitches on the needles, no extra cords, and a rapidly looming deadline. And superglue does not seem to be holding. Amazon Prime to the rescue!