Sunday, March 27, 2011

I Have No Clue

I was sweeping in the kitchen yesterday. I'm trying not to do wide, grand motions with my arm until I know what's wrong with it. Sweeping could be done in short and simple movements, the kind that don't require moving every single muscle.

I heard the distinctive sound of the broom catching something under the stove. This came out.
It's a broken piece of crockery, fairly heavy for its size. I don't know what it's from. 

I got down on my hands and knees and looked at the floor, lest something had been knocked off the table and I didn't know it. Nothing. I swept under the fridge, expecting to find additional pieces but all I found were dried peas, dust and 3 twist ties which had probably been playthings until they went under the fridge. I've looked through the cupboards and I can't find anything that's broken. I'm clueless. 

It makes me a bit nervous that something was broken and I can't find it. But unless the girls are much smarter than I give them credit for and they managed to clean up whatever it was they broke, this may be something from ages ago that just happened to get dragged from under the stove. 

Kind of makes me wonder what else might be under there. 

Beverage:  China Black tea


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