No Need to Cry Over Spilled Paint

I have been painting in the dining room over the past week or so. I have spent hours in there painting. Well, today something new happened. I dropped the quart of paint. Yep, that is right. There was now about 1/2 a quart of very red paint all over our dining room floor. I grabbed a spoon and spatula to try to get up as much as I could. Then it was paper towels and a putty knife to try to get paint out of the spaces in our hardwoods. I am sure I missed some, but I did my best. There was definitely no time to take a picture or to cry over it.