I decided I wanted a little more lunch, so I went to the fridge to grab some salad.

When I opened the fridge, the milk fell out, spilling a good two or three cups of milk on the floor. I grumbled, and started to clean it up. When I reached for the cleaning spray, I knocked a pile of dishes of the counter onto a corningware that was sitting on the floor. One bowl shattered, and the corningware was cleanly sliced in two. The lid for the coringware exploded.

I cleaned all that up. I finally got my salad. And the heavy glass bowl that did in the corningware doesn't seem to have even a crack on it. Thankfully, I was still wearing my combat boots when that happened. (see? three good things)

The storm is getting heavier and closer. I'm still outside, but the wind shifting may finally drive me indoors.

From: [identity profile] pez-minotaur.livejournal.com


Don't worry about it Curgoth, there's no use crying over spilt milk.

From: [identity profile] dairymilk.livejournal.com


Mmm Storm.

You know, I think something's in the air. I was within 20 ft of three ppl who were seriously injured in the last 24 hours. And that's not making mention of the other accidents....hmm, I think it's a conspiracy! Death by klutziness! You cleverly avoided their plan. Well done!
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