This dish has been sitting on my counter all week. I can't throw it away and I can't in good conscience put it back on the shelf. This is why:
Can you see it? It's a hairline fracture. But, when I set it down, you can hear it about to break. It grinds together.
I can't put it back in the cupboard knowing it's just going to break as soon as heat is applied or someone puts any weight on it. I can't throw it away because - technically - it's not broken yet.
And I've tried to "fix" the situation. I've repeatedly lifted the plate a couple inches and let it drop. Nothing, except that when I left it up again to check, I can see the small space between the fracture on the lip of the plate.
Then I try to drop it again, and nothing. I can only drop it from so high before I know it was more than "accidentally on purpose" that it truly broke.
These are the mind games I play with myself and which Mike must contend with. I'm hoping he knows that it needs to just mysteriously disappear from the countertop. No questions will be asked.
3 comments:
I can come over and make it disappear for you.
I would feel like bacteria could linger in the crack. Then I would have no trouble throwing it away.
Let it go Kerry, just let it go.
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