I SAID, HERE COMES THE FLOOD

Jun 18, 2006 21:52

..it happened AGAIN.

I was in bed on Monday night. I'd just finished dinner, washing it down with an episode of the X Files (Tooms, if you care to know), and was tucked away reading some King short stories when my landlady, T, came to the door. She'd put a device by the wall that detects water, the sort of thing you place in the pan of a water heater that hoots if there's been a leak. It was storming ferociously at the time. "If you hear an alarm go off," she told me, "you'll know that the leak's still there."

Guess what happened less than a minute later. Guess what we heard. :P

ZO, up come the carpets, back goes the computer desk, the computers, cd player, drafting table, tabouret, power supply; away go all the cables. It was a quarter to midnight by the time I was finished and T was in tears.

I got a gin and tonic out of it. Hey, let's hear it for the small things.

This has been a clusterfuck of lovely proportions, and took my professional persona with it for a few days. Nice to have him back, since I kinda need the bastard to make a consistent living. Fucker. At any rate, I hope that explains why nobody got a response out of me from the LAST post...thank you all for chiming in, it did my heart good to read all of those comments, it truly did. More as I can get to it. Welcome home to all those on my Friends list who went to AC. I hope you had a blast and made fistfulls of cash. Ellie got her split off and is doing fine. I'll be making arraingements for the new brace and possibly some hydrotherapy too.

Big-ass Berby hugs to you all!

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