If your eyes are closed and you have thick socks on. No really, it is looking much, much better as days goes by. The puckering is flattening out, and as the floors dry they aren’t looking so dark. It’s not like we recently installed them to increase the resale value of our home or anything.
I think we are going to need to work on re-staining some of the baseboards though.
And we have some drywall and minor carpet repair in the master bedroom. Which we’ll fix immediately because I need a perfect boudoir in order to get restful sleep so I can be glamorous and sexable for husband Michael, like every other well-mannered stay home wife.
Then there is the area rug we draped over the patio furniture so it could dry. It also happens to be Donkey’s favorite area rug and he doesn’t seem to mind if it’s on the floor or not. I actually think that big lug prefers it outside.
Did I mention that the washer hose burst like a broken fire hydrant while we were away? And the dog’s kennels happen to be in the laundry room? Donkey thought it was playtime, but poor Rowdy is still quite traumatized by the ordeal; he’ll be in therapy for months. And then there’s Rikki, but she was a mess before this whole thing happened.
But not us, we did amazingly well not having any nervous breakdowns. We made a great water-sweeping/cleaning/furniture catching team. And surprisingly no F-words were exchanged. I’ve had a tendency in the past to over-react and dramatize things. Except for the winds, they were 50 mph, not 30. I guess my point is, shit happens, life goes on and it’s never really as bad as you think it is.
So anyone want to buy a newly remodeled home?
Those are some serious splinters. What a tremendous attitude on the whole ordeal!
Poor susan. Please don’t walk around your house barefoot any time soon…
Smile.
A+ on keeping your chin up!
My ex in-laws always used to turn the water to the washing machine off when they went on vacation and I thought it was obsessive. Guess not. Not that I’ll ever do that but apparently it’s not a bad idea.
Wow, sorry that happened! But, you are handling it very well…I’m impressed!
Great f****** attitude Suz! I had to say that you know!
Hmmm. . . maybe I need to think about shutting off water when on vacation like 21stCent mentioned.
I’m so impressed with the manner in which you seem to be dealing with this.
You have a mighty fine attitude for such a pain in the a$$ event. Sorry susan…ugh….
Stuff does happen and you do live unless it kills you.
See nothing good every comes of housework. It is really Michael’s fault because if he got you a housekeeper she would have been at the house keeping an eye on the washer. I think he owes you a new pair of shoes for the trauma.
I guess the proof is in the pictures. I hope you have a good doggy therapist.
Thank goodness the bicycles weren’t in the laundry room.
i agree with wylee. do you think michael could be behind this? i mean, why else would he store his stuff over a sink?
think about next thanksgiving. by that time you can say, ha! that was funny. it works for me and the dentist.
Good grief, Susan. I know you are “dealing” with this but I feel awful for you. What a total DRAG to have to deal with. Yuck. Take care.
Tell Donkey to move over. You may need some of that rug.
Rowdy has already sent a letter to Santa asking for a life preserver next year.
yikes, that’s a LOT of crap to deal with! yay you for coping. (See, we can TOO be grown up when required!)
silly me, i thought the top picture was a veyr close-up of your roots. i was it was related to you most recent post. i need to get me some sleep…