A little wine?

Left my glasses at the hair salon, managed to drive home okay but after sitting down to enjoy some wine my pillow fell off the bed and onto the lower-than bed level side table. My freak out instincts were lessened by the fact that I hit my bum on a stool while trying to get down and clean up the pool of wine. There's still enough left for a Friday night cap, and my husband is amused that I live up the nick name Mrs. Bean