I broke a dish.

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This is my first in a long time. I´m glad that it was one of very few left, but I still liked it. And I pride myself that I don´t usually break anything. The kichen was very full of all sorts of things this evening. I had to put away some of today´s lunch leftovers. The dish was in the fridge and I did not see it when I put something else there. And there were lots of pots and pans, skilleys and bowls. I had been cooking for tomorrow´s diner with my daughter. Finally she called me and told me that she did not mind that I go to Dixie´s and that she could come on Saturday for lunch. So I placed the rice and the tongue in tupperware and I´m washing the pots little by little. I am acquiring wisdom lately. I decided that I would not cry over spilled milk. The dish broke. So be it. One thing less to clean. Do you break dishes or glasses once in a while? How do you react?