Tuesday, November 30, 2004

Why My Laundry Room Floor is Clean

Today was just an ordinary day. Wake up reluctantly at 6:45 a.m. Fetch Babygirl from her crib. Welcome DaycareKid. Send YoungestBoy to school. Wake up twins who think 9:00 a.m. is early. (My Day of Revenge for all those pre-dawn mornings when they were toddlers is nearly here.) Oversee schooling, wash laundry, play with toddlers, wash dishes, make lunch, wash dishes, supervise science experiment, change diapers, empty potty-chair, fold laundry, take little nap while tricking Babygirl to sleep, paint two kitchen walls red, read newspaper, go outside with Babygirl, wake up DaycareKid, etc.

Then, the twins went to their twin-friends' house to play and after dinner, I headed upstairs to give Babygirl a bath. YoungestBoy appeared and mentioned casually that water covered the boys' floor downstairs.

WATER? I grabbed Babygirl and ran downstairs to find my fears confirmed. The washing machine hose had come loose from the drain in the wall and all the water from the load formed a gigantic lake on the floor. Water filled the laundry room, seeped under the walls and spread like a pond across the room.

I yelled a bit, threw towels in the vast expanse of water, shook my head, and heard the door open. My husband had gone to pick up the twins and had returned. Babygirl (completely without clothing) met him at the door saying, "Mama is so mad!"

He came to ask questions and watch me sop up water. I do not enjoy being observed while I cope with a crisis. Babygirl stood behind him and said, "You are so mad?" I said, "No, I'm not so mad."

He borrowed a wet-vac and by the time he returned, I'd condensed the pond to a smallish puddle, but I'd run out of towels. He sucked up the rest of the water with the vacuum and I thought to myself, This sucks on so many levels, and then I thought, Oh, I am so clever! I just made a pun! Sucks! Get it? I planned to paint a final coat of red on the kitchen walls and grocery shop . . . and here I was cleaning up water. Sweating, sore shoulder throbbing, full of annoyance.

But now my laundry room floor is clean and I'd added that to my mental list of Things To Do: "Clean laundry room floor before company comes." This matters only because the bathroom is accessible through the laundry room and I don't know about you, but my laundry room tends to collect dust balls and grime and kitty litter (that's where the box is).

After I finished dealing with the laundry room crisis, I put Babygirl to bed at 8 p.m. At 8:30 p.m., I went grocery shopping. Finished at 10 p.m. Home by 10:15 p.m., groceries put away by 10:30 p.m. I painted the two walls with what I hope is the final coat. Done with that at 11:00 p.m.

Midnight approaches and I will turn into a pumpkin and this fairy tale night will end. Or something like that.


Blogger Beth said...

It's amazing to me the amount of stuff you manage to accomplish in one day! wow. well, good, at least your floor is clean. don't you love it when you are forced to do something? yeah, me neither.

10:42 AM  
Blogger Marykay said...

You amaze me - you talk about painting walls as if were in the same category as throwing a load of laundry in the washer! When I paint it comes in 3 steps --- gearing up to do it (might take weeks), doing it (it takes hours and hours and hours) and then cleaning it up (which takes more hours and hours and hours). Maybe you should give a prep lesson....
And the cookies...you ARE a glutton for punishment. Then again, I'm in the family that just had a discussion about how busy the next few weeks would be then agreed to help direct the school play.

1:39 PM  

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