One day I decided I was going to be a productive member of society… I should have stopped there. Nothing ever seems to end well for me when I say I am going to be productive. So after putting on a load of laundry I left the house to go buy the necessary items needed to repaint our house number on the curb. Sounds simple enough.
This is where my journey begins… okay no it’s not that great of a story, even though I wish it was. This first part is more for Peggye since she likes to tell me how great I look for being 75. Those of you reading this make sure to tell her she should come take a look.
I went to Michael’s because I happened to have a coupon. So I’m standing in line waiting to check out. The cashier is helping the lady in front of my download the Michael’s App so that she could use the coupons on there, and I of course had nowhere important to be so it doesn’t bother me at all. Come to find out this lady in front of me looked REALLY great for her age, she got to use the coupons AND the senior discount. When this lady told the cashier that she was 76… (seventy six!) my jaw hit the floor. I could have sworn she was going to reply that she was in her mid 40’s. So she finishes checking out and now it’s my turn. The cashier asks for my birth date since I bought spray paint. Which kind of surprised me, but I guess it makes sense that you have to be at least 18 to buy spray paint. I told her that I was 75, but I just look really good for my age.
So I got to use the senior discount too! …Not really. She just looked at me like I was crazy and asked to see my ID. I guess only one person looking a lot younger than they actually are was enough for her. We did at least get a good laugh out of it. Now onto the main adventure of this post.
Remember how I said that I had put a load of laundry on before I left the house? Probably not so that’s why I’m bringing it up. Just a quick FYI to help provide some visuals for y’all, we enter our house through our backyard and it opens up into our laundry room then leads into our dining room/kitchen. So I’m walking up to our door and I see a wet area that starts from our door and reaches about 4 feet away from it. This is the first clue telling me something is wrong. My next clue… would be the 2 inches of water I step in when I enter our laundry room. Not only was my laundry room completely flooded but water had leaked out the back door a good ways as well as about 5 feet into our dining room. I don’t even think our washing machine could hold how much water was everywhere.
So I spend the next part of my day trying to clean up all this water while my German Shepherd is trying to swim in it. He is really fluffy so looking back on it I probably could have had him just lay down in the water and have his soak up a good amount of it! But then I would have had to give him a bath because I don’t know why, but that water smelled pretty horrible.
The best part about this whole story…. I had put on a load of towels. It’s only me and my husband so we probably have about 8 towels total, and 6 of them were in the washing machine. If I hadn’t decided to be productive that day I would have been home to prevent what I will now refer to as the Great Flood of 2017. I will say it right now, I hate shopping. There are just way too many options out there for EVERYTHING! On the bright side we now get to upgrade to a new washing machine that will be delivered to us this Thursday, and they will even haul off our old one for us! It was time. We have had that machine for 7 years now and it was probably almost 10 years old when we got it. I’m just thankful that it lasted as long as it has. I am now just hoping our dryer lives a year or 2 longer.
I never did get around to fixing my street numbers…