When it rains, it pours...... literally. {a myspace original}

Current mood:pissed off

Ok... so today was the day that the old men leave for their annual golf outing.  So of course, I'm not looking forward to being alone with the kids for a week... but I'm dealing.  We went to my nephew's birthday party today, had good food and some fun.  After being gone for about 8 hrs I cart the kids home solo.  As I'm coming up to the door, arms full, kids at my ankles, I hear Leena barking.
To my surprise, I open the door to be greeted by one of my lovely german shepherds and to a FLOODED BASEMENT.  How f**king nice.  Immediately I think that the sewer backed up into the basement, and I want to scream.  Nothing like shit floating around your basement.  I call Brian.... No signal, goes to voicemail.  Call the in laws....  Call my friend Dawn...  I investigate more to see that it seems to be fresh water.  Where could it have come from?  And why didn't it drain?  So as I'm pacing around outside, basically helpless and livid all at the same time, I happen to walk and look out front.  Here I see the super cute Thomas the Train sprinkler.....  on.  Probably on for hours.  Probably the cause of this disgusting backup of water in my basement.  So, I turn it off, and immediately swear in my head at Braden.  He likes the hose, and likes to turn it on.  Three years old.... twice now, I can say that he's lucky to be alive.
So, the carpet is saturated with about 2 inches of water. We have two drains in the basement.... Neither of which is draining water.  How nice.  I'm really impressed at this point.  There's like 4 loads of laundry to be done...  soaked on the floor in a pool.  My chair and couch, sitting in water.  And I'm here alone.  No husband to bitch, yet do all the work.  It's left to me to solve this stupid dilemma. 
In laws come over, hang out laundry on the fence.  If you know where I live... its nice to have all of your dirty laundry literally out for everyone to see; right along Merriman.  F**k me.  Try to shop vac... this will take forever.  We have to lug the damn full thing up the steps to dump it.  What a job.  Call the plumber..... no answer, probably won't get a call til the morning.  Can't drain the tub from the kids bath, it will just increase the water level in my basement.  At this point, I could use a stiff drink and some sleeping pills!!  haha (ok, no pills the drink will do.)
Brian calls me, after Dawn's many attempts at calling different cell phone numbers for me.  His first voiced concern after I told him the amount of damage... "so my bar isn't damaged then, right?"  Nice f**king comment.  I see what you are concerned about.  After that comment, he tried to make it up with asking about the furnace and the dog room.  Good cover, but no cigar.  Jerk.
So... there could be more to this story.  Stay tuned.  Now back to your regularly scheduled program.
G'night.
~d 

Deep questions of nothing.... {a myspace original}

Current mood:curious

So, I admit...  my mind wanders.  It wanders to places that I "think" I'd like to go, things I "think" I'd like to try, and in turn, raises questions about people. 
Have you ever sat on the fence as far as opinions go, and not know REALLY how you feel?  It's nothing negative, but something you have conflicting feelings about.  Maybe it's the a good thing, or maybe it could really change things negatively.....  How do you know when to take the step in the direction to commit one way or another?
Deep questions of nothing.....  Nothing I can share at the moment.  Or maybe never. 
I choose to live my life, not necessarily seeking approval from everyone, but yet wanting to keep people happy.  Including my own happiness.  Maybe its best left as a fantasy.  Fantasies do make life more interesting.  
Maybe I should just sleep on it.