Whenever this happens, I find myself cursing the beautiful tile floor I love so much. When we first built this house and had linoleum, it was a much more forgiving surface. Not very often did a dish actually break when it fell, and if it did, it was only broken in one or two pieces, not thousands. The tile is beautiful.
So, I'll try to be careful and not drop too many dishes. I'll admire the beauty of my tile floor even while wishing it was not capable of so much damage, just by being there.