Dropped bowl -- kaboom!
Last night, DH dropped one of the last of my glass pasta bowls. It landed on the floor and literally went "BOOM!" It smashed into thousands of glassy crumbs, the largest being less than 1/2", spreading from a 3" tall pile (I guess where it first hit)left and right 9 feet and twelve feet forward. I was standing at the stove (8 feet away) and it felt like beach sand blown on a windy day. DH was slack-jawed from shock.
First clean-up was with a broom, filling the oversized dustpan. (DH apologizing.) Second clean-up was with the vacuum. (DH apologizing.) Third clean-up (DH apologizing) was with a damp mop... which glittered with invisible shards. Therefor, fourth clean-up was with wads of damp newspaper, followed by another mopping (DH still apologizing). Finally, no shards showing up, but I'm afraid to go barefoot.
Oh, and DH is still apologizing. Each time, I tell him that accidents happen, and this could have been worse. Maybe I should set him the task of finding replacement bowls, but I suspect he would be afraid to buy glass.