I have just had the most traumatic day in my life... (one I can remember anyway).
Envisage if you will.....
A Monday morning, empty of loved ones (work beckons for some in this home) you cannot count the cat as he uses the place for food and sleep and nothing else in-between.
It is peaceful and the sun is shining, it is going to be a fine day, a random statement but one that was thought of at the time in good faith, all the signs were there.............
I am looking forward to watching the Rugby sevens as New Zealand are in the Final.
It was just me and the TV remote something to apprise and treasure, as I don't get a look in when dearest one is home, I enjoyed the game even though we lost!
How quickly a day can change........the phone rings, (ring ring, ring ring), I walk to the kitchen to answer it and noticed how shiny my tiles on the floor are looking, a quick thought passes through my infantile brain, 'oh goodie I won't have to mop the floor today.
Whilst talking on the phone I also notice the tap is running, not literally but with water, and it is overflowing the bench onto the floor, then I look down at my feet and the carpet is wet, and like an explosion my infantile brain comes to the realisation that it is not a beautiful shiny floor that I have but a flooded one!!!!!!!!
My first words were 'Oh Blast"or something similar... or not... I can't really remember, I know a bit of panic set in as I tried to wade through to turn off the tap, I couldn't pull the plug out as it was hot, and to avoid second degree burns I had to leave it.
At this stage my organisational skills kicked in..... right I thought, first thing grab some towels, this was not very effective, and all I seemed to be doing was slosh the water everywhere.
Second thought, ring dearest one after all he sorts out this kind of event every day (he is a Loss adjuster)!
Ha! my saviour will help no worries, I forgot for a brief moment he is from Mars as opposed to Venus and also my dearest one........
Dearest one says: 'Use a squeegee mop'!
My reply: 'I think it requires more than a mop sweetness, the water is like a tsunami coming towards me"!
Dearest one: 'What would you like me to do'?
At this stage in the conversation my calm demeanour was evaporating as quickly as the water was flowing.
'Sweetness', I say, ' can you just pretend for a moment that I am not your cherished one, but a client telling you her kitchen is flooding right this minute, what would your advice be to her'?
Silence for a millisecond the other end....
Dearest one: 'I will ring JAE'S (professional carpet cleaners.) and sort it out.'
'Oh thank you Sweetness that will be a great help' Sigh.
The moral of this story: Do not assume that your well being is based upon a sense of confidence, usefulness and purpose of your dearest one!
I took refuge in the craft room and made a card..........
Hope you are having a good Valentines Day!