In the grand scheme of life, I suppose I have nothing to be upset about.
But in the little corner of the universe I call home, I'm heartsick today.
The shelf holder in the kitchen cabinet broke today, sending about a dozen beloved Fiestaware plates to their death.
And yeah, there are silver linings. It wasn't the dinner plates or bowls, just the saucers and lunch plates...but it hardly takes the sting off. Especially when I had to pick up their colorful shattered remnants.
If that wasn't bad enough, there are now two chips in my new tiled floor.
Kinda wish I stayed in bed this morning.
~heather, off to see if I can find replacements