I've dropped the iron a total of four times, I've had an epic fail trying to work out what is happening with uncle (according to a member of staff he is heading to a care home local to him) and nearly forgot father's lunch. He is still fretting a bit about the hospital appointment and op, but hopefully it will be dealt with soon.
I've displaced. Write on Edge did a prompt where you had to write a piece that started with a phrase and had only 100 extra words. It was easier than worrying about everything else. If you are interested in it, the link is here.
I got soaked picking up bear as well. I'll find the bright side soon.