I didnt get much sleep last night and got up and had to work today. Dont like dealing with people but i managed. Then got lost on my way home because my exit off the highway was closed from a semi accident and took an extra 15 mins to make it home from my normal drive. I walk in the door to find my house wrecked. No one broke in...i think my cat did it. I had a ehelf just put up on the wall, put up some glass decor on it of my fiances and it was all broke alone with a few side tables knocked over from what looks to be a domino affect from the cat trying to jump onto the shelf. Ive since cleaned it all up and now just want to cry. I feel like its my fault when clearly i know its not. The glass things belong to my fiance and he hasnt seen it yet but will when he gets off work. I am a wreck wondering his reaction knowing those glass items were his. I feel as though since i was the one who asked for the shelf up and decided what went there that im to blame for things getting broke. How am i supposed to not feel like that?