With that written I have no idea where to begin. I did pick up the quilt and sew a bit, only to be utterly disappointed because I couldn't for the life of me figure out how to machine sew the back and the batting the how I wanted. All my work from yesterday was taken apart. Luckily, today with a
So far...
After this little confusion came a huge walloping frustration. My lover called me during the day...around the same time I'm pulling out stitches one by one. He tells me our upstairs neighbor's pipes are busted..so, I'm here thinking, maybe we'll have a leak and I start looking at the ceilings...nothing. Several hours go by and Masha, the neighbors wife comes downstairs and asks me to run the faucet to see if there is something wrong with my water pressure..NOPE...baby and I are all set thank-you!....My sister and her lover visit....I'm excited to show them the basement which I have been decorating and arranging...It's a lovely basement, three bedrooms, a full bathroom, and a living-room, fully carpeted with several storage rooms as well......Can you see where this is going?? Huh? Huh? We traverse down the stairs, me feeling like Indiana Jones or something because instead of a torch I know where the light switch is...Juanita is just behind me with baby in arms and Dana last..down the stairs, around the corner to the hall way..and squish (I cannot possibly convey that feeling in type)...my socks are suddenly soaked...I freeze, tell them to stop......peel of my sodden socks and continue to the light switch...the hallway is obviously flooded...I walk back to the group...the little adventurers peel off their socks and follow. The extent of the flooding seems to be the hallway..so I throw my socks in the laundry room...and after showing them the rooms...we walk back upstairs...I hear what sounds like a waterfall on the way up so instead of taking the door leading to the house, I open the back door..Aha! We now have a water fountain under the back deck...I'm still not depressed about the situation. The little lovers create makeshift snowshoes and venture through the snowy backyard to see if they can tell whats up...With them outside, I call my lover......he's stuck in traffic...The little ones walk back in and tell me theres a HUGE gash in the outside pipe...OK....I ask the kids to watch the babe, and walk upstairs....Masha informs me her husband Serge has call our landlord HOURS ago...in what seems like moments later there's a knock on the back door...Tom the landlords' son asks me about the laundry on the floor of the laundry room....I pull on my sturdiest boots and follow him.......Oh my fockkin gosh! My laundry room is also flooded. He takes me to our storage.........its the worst..at least I had the gumption to put everything up on shelves...I'm organised like that..There is at least two inches of water on the ground......
In retrospect this situation shouldn't be frustrating. At the time I felt harangued, upset, and miserable. We'd just signed a contract to make the downstairs ours as well, now its flooded, we're supposed to have a friend of Serges move in on Tuesday!!! (It took me a while to get used to that idea) Everything seemed disconcerted and I didn't know what to do...to top that off, the plumber who came to fix the situation turned off all the water...no bubble bath for baby....so an integral part of our bedtime routine is flubbed! Today, everything is fine. A service will be called to remove the water and dry the basement, our water is on, baby is napping (^_^)
That is actually, most likely, the most interesting thing thats happened for weeks..I should be happy.
And finally, I just finished reading this book:
It took me about a day and a half. Its not life changing, but it is charming and well written.
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