First comes the sigh of contentment. I'm totally rested, relaxed and destressed after a week of good friends and family. We had a wonderful week camping filled with lots of fresh air and sunshine, splashing in the lake, wiffle ball games, beer, beer and oh, don't forget the beer. Time to come home refreshed and ready for daily life as I know it. I'm upbeat and ready to go!
Good Feeling Gone!
Here comes sigh number 2...
I walked in the door thinking it was nice to be home. There's a few dishes in the sink. No problem. I am a domestic goddess for goodness sake! Load them up, start the dishwasher turn on the XM and start unpacking...whats that whinning sound? Turn off the radio. Hummm... it seems to be coming from the kitchen. The ceiling fan? A car outside? No, it's the dishwasher. No problem. I'm sure it's not a big deal. Hand wash and dry, still feeling good. Nothing to stress over. I'll just call the repair guy. Wait, Becky's birthday is this week and I'm broke. No problem, I can hand wash for a week. I'm a goddess remember? Dishes done! Bathroom break. Literally! Stupid toilet won't flush. Didn't I ask Chris to fix it while I was on vacation and gave him money to do it? No worries. I'll just remind him. I'm sure he didn't just ignore his dear mother's pleads to take 3 minutes from his busy life and fix it. Sooo.... downstairs to see what his story is.
Squish, squish, what the hell? Why is there water gushing through my toes like tiny little fountains? Looking around perplexed. Did he turn on the AC? He knows it's broken and leaks. Nope. The house is 20 billion degrees. Open the utility room door. OMG! Where the hell did all this water come from? Did pipe break? Wait, why is there a bucket of water under the washing machine door? OMG! Don't even tell me the the washer is leaking all over the floor and he kept using it? Relaxed, content vacation feelings going, going, gone! CHRIS!!!!!!!!
Sorry mom, I didn't know. Ummm WHAT? How did you miss the mouse doing the backstroke in the laundry room? How did you miss the 6 inches of water on the floor? How did you miss the smell of mildew that invaded the new carpeting? Ok, don't freak. You bought carpet squares for just this reason. Move the furniture. Pull up the carpeting and put it outside in the sun. Aim the fans at the bare floor. Towels, towels and more towels. K, no real damage.
Enter Monday morning. What's that beeping sound? It almost sounds like... THE WASHER???
Run down the stairs like my hair is on fire. WHO THE @#$& is running the washer? Chris? Not me. Becky? Enter a litany of beeps that can't be uttered on TV. Calm down. Don't freak. Remember your not going to stress anymore. Breath in...mildew. Breath out...AHHHHHHHHHH! What part of don't use the washing machine don't you understand?
SIGH...I need a vacation.
Monday, July 12, 2010
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