Wednesday night dinner was running a little late. But only a little. It was all on the table, dished out, and I just needed to get some cups out of the cupboard.
Trouble was, some of those cups were upside down and some of them were right side up. In a moment of temporary (the temporary part of this has been disputed) insanity, my hands decided the way to handle this situation would be to flip one of the cups over while my hands were full of other cups.
Whether it flipped over or not is impossible to say, because it somehow shattered. Glass shards hit DOB, who was sitting across the room. Glass covered the counter, the floor, the table, and, especially, me. I stood barefoot in the middle of the wreckage, holding the cups that had somehow escaped the apocalypse and dripping blood.
Supper was very late. Fortunately we determined that only one piece of glass had made it to the table, and we threw out the coleslaw which is rather sparkly just in case, but the rest of dinner proved edible and no one has started bleeding internally yet. Most of my external bleeding has stopped.
Very, very late that night, after everything was cleaned up and everyone was in bed, I dropped the point of a heavy book on my foot. It's still swollen.
4 comments:
Maybe you should take up something safe, like sword swallowing...
Autonomous hands are always a problem. And while not really a satisfactory solution, electronic reading devices are much lighter.
And how would you know there isn't any internal bleeding? You aren't turning those kids inside out again, are you?
You use glass glasses! Wow! I started reading and just presumed the cups were plastic (because mine have been for 15 years or so). I hope you are feeling better!
We haven't broken quite all the glass ones yet!
And by "we" I mean "me."
My children are very careful thanks to my bad examples.
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