Yesterday, as I was sipping my morning coffee, I heard a loud CRASH! I thought a tree branch had cracked off the big oak and hit the front porch. I leaped to my feet, and opened the front door. Everything was normal. Maybe the gas grill on the back deck had somehow fell over. The thoughts as to what made the noise started to race through my head. Peering out the back door window, I see that everything is in it's place.
My wife thought the sound came from the basement. I said, "maybe the golf clubs fell over".
She went downstairs.
I heard her say, "OH!, your cards".
"What could that mean", I thought.
Down I went. Only to find this sight. My cheap plastic shelving fell over.