This morning I was feeling a bit irritated at all the things in my house that need fixing or updating and how little progress is being made. I have been a wee bit grumpy about it actually. Like my bathroom sink. The drain is a bit sluggish. By a bit, I mean that when I washed my hands the sink almost completely filled.
A few moments ago my daughter came downstairs telling my something about water. I admit to being preoccupied and not listening very carefully. I took my tea cup to the kitchen and answered the phone when my dh called. I told him that she had been playing in water. He and the big boys came in the back door and I told them what needed to be done before we left for hockey in an hour and that I was going upstairs for a quick shower.
I went downstairs and got a towel and headed up to my bathroom. The water was running in my sink. I leapt across the room to the bathroom door to see exactly what I expected. Water running everywhere! All my things were sopping wet and the floor was covered in water. I started mopping up and screamed for more towels. Immediately after my husband answered my bellows, the Boy screamed that it was raining in his bedroom. (located directly under ours) Ugh. Good thing that we haven't got around to painting his room yet. About 20 towels later, I have most of the water mopped up and now we are running late for hockey.
Guess I should run, just had to vent for a second.
One plus, dh called his dad for advice on clearing the blockage in the sink. Maybe he will fix it today. Or next week?