Crash

Right now we have a friend, Sal, living in our house.  She is needs a place and we are happy to have someone occupying it and watching over it.  It’s a good thing she is there because things keep happening.  She has replaced the valve in one toilet.  The TV stopped working while we were gone last winter.  The fire alarm has been replaced because it malfunctioned three times.  Sal wasn’t home the first time it occurred and came home to the fire department parked out front.

    So when I got a message from Sal this week, I wondered, “What now?”   It was late at night and she heard a terrible crash.  After letting her heart slow down she walked around the house looking for the disaster.  She found it in the laundry room.  An upper cabinet had come off the wall, crashed and spilled the contents all over the floor.  The bad news was that the “contents” was dishes and glasses.  Our Mikasa eight place setting,  our Phalzgraf Christmas dishes, and worse of all, our antique Fiesta Ware dishes.  Some of these belonged to my Aunt Ruth.  R and I have been gathering enough pieces to have a complete set for 12.  Our household State Farm Insurance does not cover breakage so we are on our own.   When we go home tomorrow, we will do an inventory to see how much we want to replace.  I will miss the bright colors of the Fiesta.