My mom said it would happen and I didn't believe her. The funny part is it happened at 2:30 in the morning. We were under a freeze warning and I had told Courtney as we went to bed we needed to leave the faucets dripping since our pipes weren't wrapped. When it fell there was a boom, loud as thunder, then we felt the bedroom shake. Mabel, who was sleeping at the foot of our bed, jumped up and started barking. I was totally out of it, so I instinctively jumped up and onto Mabel to keep her from barking and waking the kids. Courtney figured the pipes had burst, so I got up and checked the water pressure. Still good. I got dressed to head to the basement to double check, and that's when I walked by the closet. I'm fairly certain that it was Courtney's winter wardrobe that did her in. Apparently 22 drywally anchors, six support brackets and two side pieces is not enough to hold up a women's closet (and both my outfits). I located the studs the next day and fixed the problem. For at least another week. Your so wise, mom.