Words you don't want to hear yelled from the bathroom, first thing in the morning:
"Mom, there's something wrong with the toilet."
I've been going about the morning routine even more bleary-eyed than usual. It did not help that I'd neglected to empty the dishwasher last night -- which means that I also had dishes to wash. It was about 10 minutes until our carpool partner arrived (my turn to drive) and I also had to make the kid's lunch.
(Why don't I insist on getting more help from her? Especially since she took her last mid-term yesterday and could presumably wind down a little? Very good questions, and something I will mention to her this afternoon.)
In the meantime, I needed to know: "What's the toilet doing that's weird?"
"I don't know."
"Did it make a funny noise? It's been doing that."
"You have to come here."
The bathmat was visibly wet, so yes, it did overflow -- which explains the funny noise I heard the last time I used it. I'm guessing my husband spent a little time in there before the rest of us were up this morning.
As we were already running late, I had no choice but to postpone cleaning and plunging until I returned from school. Which I did.
And then, I returned to my previously scheduled tasks.
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