Shattered

This morning while watching the ending of The Inn of the Sixth Happiness (1958) and then the ending of Sense and Sensibility (1995) on Cable, I took down decorations. (I love old movies and Jane Austin movies I can't get enough of.) It would have taken me less than two hours, but I was interrupted by two things...well four things.... I had to stop to wash the kids' dishes and feed three hungry kitties, including the stray. And then there was that mishap.... >.<

We've had these long stemmed candle holders for I don't know how many years. The survived countless years of coming out of Christmas boxes, and their individual box. The survived three moves that way. They survived five years sitting on top of a TV, which was probably not smart given the small space and easy access to knock it off. They survived five years coming off that TV to be packed up. They however did NOT survive being tapped by an ornament in the packing up stage of taking down Christmas.

I took everything down. I piled it on the dining table, like I always do. I packed away things little by little. The only things remaining were the breakables, which I save for last usually due to the fact that all of them have individual boxes and I want to be careful not to break anything. >.<

The table was nearly cleared off. I grabbed a small music box ornament and accidently tapped the medium sized glass. It fell right over and the top simply shattered. >.< It kills me every time when my beautiful decorations get broken. After some moaning and groaning and ignoring Mother's STUPID comment about my always making too much noise while she was working, I finally swept up the glass. There was some on the floor, but most of it was on the table top. It took most of an hour to finally clean off that table. It didn't help that there was gold glitter from the leaves faking me out thinking I kept missing glass.

So, yeah. I'm pretty bummed about that. I'm sure I'll figure a new arrangement next year. But it will be sad to pull out that box and know one glass is missing. Just like it was sad the year I broke the snowman candle holder. Bleh...