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.