Emily was putting the dishes away and I was working in my office. I heard a crash like something was breaking. I went into the kitchen and saw that one of our plates had broken. No big deal. I told her that she needed to get the vacuum out and sweep up the little pieces while I picked up the big pieces. I opened up the cabinet with the plates and more plates came crashing down. I caught two of them, but after it all ended, there were two more plates broken.
My wife and I neither one are coffee drinkers, but like most people, we got a coffee pot for our anniversary. We have had that coffee pot for over 15 years and maybe have used it 15 times. Most of the uses were when we were first married and I made tea. I don't drink anything within caffeine in it anymore, so I don't drink tea. After the plates broke, I started to clear off the counter so that we could clean up the little pieces that had fallen behind everything on the counter. I moved the bread first and then the can opener. I then tried to move the coffee pot and crash. Not only did we have three broken plates, but now a broken coffee pot.
I titled this entry "Three Plates, A Coffee Pot and Lots of ...". If you are squeamish, I suggest you stop reading for today. However, if you would like to know what it was lots of, then read on. We had glass on the floor, on the counter, in the cabinet, in the silverware drawer AND in my finger. I didn't realize how bad it was until I saw the blood rushing out of my finger. My son tried to give me a band-aid, but it just diverted the flow of the blood. He finally had to get some gauze. However, we couldn't find any tape. We looked everywhere and finally he found some duct tape.
My finger finally stopped bleeding, but it still hurts when I try to use it. Anything I grip causes pain. The good thing is that I use the pin-hold grip to play table tennis instead of the handshake grip, so it hasn't affected my table tennis game.
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