Yesterday morning we were awoken to a temendous crash from within the house. Startled awake, I assumed there was someone in the house.
Deciding what to do, I realized I had to get up and make some noise. I started switching on lights, and cautiously moved into the hallway. What could have possibly made that noise?
I moved to the hallway and peered into the bathroom, creeping around every corner so as not to be surprised by any unsuspecting lurkers. There, on the bathroom floor - in a thousand pieces - lay our huge bathroom mirror.
Apparently during our remodeling the bathroom our hammering had shaken the mirror loose of its anchors. And at 3:30 that morning, it had decided to give. My girlfriend was awake at this point, and wandered out to see what the mishap was. I told her our bathroom mirror had fallen off the wall!
7 years!
BTW, that huge gray triangle in the bottom left corner is a piece of mirror!