Day 319: Mirror Mirror

It seems that whenever we do a household job, it is never simple.  I worked on stripping and painting an old mirror to go in the blue room.  I put it on the dresser and then thought, why don't I just turn it vertically?  I grabbed it with my left hand, moved the lamp with my right and promptly dropped it down behind the dresser.   Broken, after all that work!  But no, it was not broken, although the paint is marred.  But it bent the prongs on the lamp's plug and snapped the electrical outlet right out of the wall. Nothing is simple.