Well, that was an ordeal. This morning, running back upstairs to grab my lunch from the fridge, I tripped on the top step and my ipod flew out of my shirt pocket, slid across the floor, and ended up trapped way underneath the fridge.

I spent an hour this morning, and a few hours tonight, trying to retrieve it, a task all the morning frustrating on five hours of sleep. I tried using cardboard and hangers with hooks and duct tape and magnets — I even made an abortive attempt to empty out and move the fridge — but nothing really worked until I decided to use the tape measure. Now I have a huge mess to clean up, but at least I have my ipod back and in working order.

Between work and no sleep and the headache and the $100 device possibly lost forever under the fridge, today has not been a good day.