Shit Happens

The last few days had been wonderful, but physically and mentally draining. We spent a lot of time with family, celebrating Christmas and that was awesome, but it was a lot of running around on little sleep. Yesterday, I didn’t do much of anything as I’m still sick and my body felt weak. With my dad being in town, I decided this morning that I should tidy up the house in case he decides to come over.

As I was vacuuming the hall, I noticed that one of the kids forgot to flush the toilet…gross. I put down the lid, gave it a flush…then whoosh…water everywhere! It flooded the bathroom and quickly flowed into the hall like a river. I was scrambling to get the vacuum away from the water, shouting all sorts of colorful words and grabbing any towels I could find to make a dam. My husband, who was trying to get out the door for work, plunged the toilet and got it working properly. Because he had to leave, the cleaning was left to me. Both kids felt bad, though neither were taking the blame. I looked at my son and shrugged, “shit happens”. This put a smile on his face. I mopped up the nasty water and took the towels to the washer. As I was loading them in, one those wet towels, splashed me…now I was super grossed out. I finished vacuuming the rest of the house then mopped everything, making sure to go over the bathroom and hall 3 times. At this point, I was out of breath, feeling light headed, and thought I was going to pass out. I think it was a combination of being sick, physical pain, and an anxiety attack all rolled together. I had to sit down for a minute.

Once the floors were dry and germ free, I scrubbed the rest of the kids’ bathroom. Because I had emptied the mop water in my tub, I decided it needed to be scrubbed too. Not thinking, I placed the shower head extension on the floor of the tub, water running, facing away from me. It had other plans. The thing twisted around and shot water in the air, hitting me in the face before proceeding to drench my clothes and the floor. I finished with the tub, dried the floor and finally was able to shower and relax.

This was not the plan I had in mind for today, but that’s okay. Rather than stew over it, I’m going to look at the positives:

• The floors needed mopped anyway
• I can check cleaning the bathrooms off my to-do list
• The house is clean for when my dad comes over this evening

Sometimes in life, shit happens and we just have to try to make the best of it. Thanks for allowing me to share my exciting day with you.

With love,

J♡