Fumblefingers

Yesterday morning the worst thing happened. While I was making breakfast (meaning I was pouring milk over some off-brand Cheerios), I broke my favorite drinking glass. It was a nice, big pint glass with Captain America's face on it that I certainly loved more than a person should a piece of drinkware. I had stupidly placed it on the edge of my counter, and in my sleepy morning haze, just bumped it right off onto my hardwood floor.