The Flour Disaster of 2010

Need to borrow a cup of flour?  Come shake my curtains.

Sunday Emily and Lucy were making cookies and we ran out of flour.  Never fear, I have wheat!  So I got out the grinder and had plenty of flour to finish the cookies.  As we were getting the kids in bed, I decided to grind more for later.  I filled it up, turned it on, and went upstairs.  Twenty minutes later I went down to see if it was about done.  As I turned the corner on the stairs I knew there was a problem.  The air was filled with a cloud of flour.

I couldn't get to the grinder fast enough...as if turning it off three seconds earlier would make any difference.  I stood there in awe looking at the damage.  You couldn't see the color of the counters.  Of course my first priority was to make it possible to walk around the kitchen without a film of flour on my feet.  Yuck!  Boo decided the pile I was sweeping was worth investigating.  Then she decided it was worth laying on.  Great.  Now the cat is covered in flour too.

Matt and I spent the next hour and a half cleaning the counters, sink, stove, and floor.  The tops of the cabinets and refrigerator along with the rest of the house would have to wait.  Monday morning we found a layer of flour on our computer desk.  Upstairs!  Floor to ceiling cleaning.  There was even flour on the insides of the cabinets in the kitchen.  All the food in the pantry still needs to be wiped down.  Matt and I both spent hours yesterday wiping down chairs, washing curtains, cleaning the blinds, vacuuming.  We had to wipe down the kitchen counters again after a night's worth of flour settling.  If you are allergic to wheat, you may not want to come over for a while.  This is going to take forever.  I wonder if the homeowners insurance has a clause for flour damage.  That's how I'm finally going to get a new couch! 

The problem?  The bowl catching the flour needed to be moved in another quarter of an inch.  There's a sacrament meeting talk in there somewhere.