Thursday, January 27, 2011
From Tiffany to an Overflowing Toilet in Five Minutes Flat
I'd like to say I made this up, but that wouldn't be true.
9:52 a.m. today - Receive e-mail - from husband (Goodness knows why) - with a link to a local news article titled "Tiffany's coming to Stony Point". (Yes, the jewelry store; coming to a mall near me.) Back in the day when I earned a paycheck, I went through a little "sterling" phase. So yeah, I might have a couple things from Tiffany. Don't judge.
9:53 a.m. - Daydream about Tiffany catalog and light blue gift boxes. :)
9:54 a.m. - (Did I mention school was on a two-hour delay this morning?) Head toward bedroom; notice the door is open (doggone kids); notice familiar funky odor; notice carpet is strewn with - hmmm - I'll say 10 smallish poop presents and a couple puddles of pee.
9:55 a.m. - Pick up poop with paper towels; flush half down toilet (I know); have serious doubts about whether high-capacity toilet can handle the other half; toss it in bowl anyway; leave bathroom without flushing (maybe paper will fall apart and go down easier).
9:56 a.m. - While cleaning up carpet (with Woolite Pet + Oxygen stain remover), ask W (child) to flush toilet; cross fingers; no sound; toilet is clogged; instead of getting plunger, flush toilet again (maybe it'll magically work the second time); water keeps rising...higher...higher...oops; waterfall in the bathroom.
Anyone want to go jewelry shopping?