I flooded part of our basement this afternoon. Actually, the utility sink next to the washer actually facilitated the flooding, but I was the one who had turned on the tap. The way that our washer is hooked up, when you want to run a load on ‘hot’ (like with the sheets I ran through this afternoon), you have to turn the tap on at the utility sink to run the hot water through the load. Unfortunately, the handle of the line decided to spring a leak after I went back upstairs. Several hours later, coming down the stairs, I knew that hearing loud water sounds was not a good sign.
Luckily the part that flooded is (for the most part) tile and nothing is stored where the majority of the water ended up. Still made a good mess though.
In other areas of my life…
Is there a certain point, a saturation point if you will, where you have just been covered so many times in baby vomit that it just stops bothering you when it happens? I’m still waiting to hit that point apparently.
And finally, 2/3 of the way through NoBloPoMo. I am not posting for a week after the 30th…enough time to hopefully have fun and exciting posts make their way back through the old grey matter.
Chrissy says:
By kid #2 or 3 you get used to it. The puke becomes your badge of honor (get outta my way people, I reek of baby vomit!) Hang in there, it gets better/easier.
And congrats on going part-time.
November 22nd, 2006 at 4:02 pm
Heather says:
I learned what colors to wear to disguise the baby puke. Other moms always know, though, because of that smell. The worst is when you’re out somewhere and can’t get to a shower or a change of clothes.
November 22nd, 2006 at 10:04 pm