It was a miscalculation

Down was easier than up

One simple baking dish.

It had a bread like shape and was made of Pyrex.

It belonged inside of the big Pyrex dish with others.

“You’ll need a stool, chair or to get on the counter to put those away”, I was told.

Me? I have big, long arms. Despite my limited stature, I have reach. I have a wingspan that is shockingly big.

I reached up and took the dishes down. The glass bread pan went in the big Pyrex along with a round casserole dish and its lid.

As I reached up with the collection, the round glass lid from the casserole dish leapt from the collection.

Oh shit.

Everything slowed down.

A heavy glass lid falling three feet onto a quartz counter top would have predictable consequences.

Not this time though. I caught it with my elbows.

Another problem.

I couldn’t move.

Any move I could make would result in destruction.

“Help help help,” I called.

The help tried to reach up to the dish over my head.

They wanted to take the dish that I had secure in my hands.

They ignored the dish that I had jammed betw…