It has been a particularly nasty few days.
Monday: I've been getting lazy with the housework, and Monday was the icing on the cake when the dryer decided to quit and so our washing was hung up around the house to dry.
Tuesday: Mike rode his bike home through the rain from work. The moment he stepped through the door, it just started POURING. He headed for the shower and moments after he got into it, I started screaming "I need your help!!". Rain and water from the roof had filled the front terrace and a waterfall was coming through the french doors.
Our living room, office, dining room and kitchen were flooded - and of course thanks to the aforesaid laziness, and an afternoon at home playing with the kids - toys, papers and Cheerios came floating out from everywhere. When a neighbour offered help, Mike accepted gratefully. Five of our neighbours came downstairs to help us clean up the mess, and in the process got a very humiliating look at my (lack of) housekeeping. Oh, and none of them have kids, all seem to have model condos - you get the picture. Here they are, brave souls (and yes, I am grateful to them despite my humiliation!)
Now I have even more items to hang to dry around the house.
Wednesday: I headed out with the double stroller and walked downtown with Trina and Natasha for a free children's show at the JazzFest. We had a great time at "La petite ecole du Jazz" - here's Zach dancing to the music - I think a jazzed up version of "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star (a bedtime favorite around here).
After the show and lunch, Trina headed in the direction of home, while Natasha and I took the kids a bit further to do some shopping at the Eaton Centre. It was just after we started on our way home that one of my stroller tires ran over something and kaput! the tire went flat. Luckily my knight in shining armour (Mike) works downtown so I called him while Natasha did some sort of song and dance routine by the side of the street to entertain three tired kids. Mike ran over and then ran all over town (it felt like to us) to find a tire repair kit and then came back and repaired the tire so we could walk home. Needless to say, I was EXHAUSTED by the time we got home. (Double strollers are not light when pushed uphill for over an hour.)
That night I went to church and found out that an old friend of mine living in Ottawa, who is married with three young kids, has cancer that has generalized. She only has a couple of months to live (which needless to say, she is spending focused on God and her family). Maybe the last three days haven't been so bad after all.
Monday: I've been getting lazy with the housework, and Monday was the icing on the cake when the dryer decided to quit and so our washing was hung up around the house to dry.
Tuesday: Mike rode his bike home through the rain from work. The moment he stepped through the door, it just started POURING. He headed for the shower and moments after he got into it, I started screaming "I need your help!!". Rain and water from the roof had filled the front terrace and a waterfall was coming through the french doors.
Our living room, office, dining room and kitchen were flooded - and of course thanks to the aforesaid laziness, and an afternoon at home playing with the kids - toys, papers and Cheerios came floating out from everywhere. When a neighbour offered help, Mike accepted gratefully. Five of our neighbours came downstairs to help us clean up the mess, and in the process got a very humiliating look at my (lack of) housekeeping. Oh, and none of them have kids, all seem to have model condos - you get the picture. Here they are, brave souls (and yes, I am grateful to them despite my humiliation!)
Now I have even more items to hang to dry around the house.
Wednesday: I headed out with the double stroller and walked downtown with Trina and Natasha for a free children's show at the JazzFest. We had a great time at "La petite ecole du Jazz" - here's Zach dancing to the music - I think a jazzed up version of "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star (a bedtime favorite around here).
After the show and lunch, Trina headed in the direction of home, while Natasha and I took the kids a bit further to do some shopping at the Eaton Centre. It was just after we started on our way home that one of my stroller tires ran over something and kaput! the tire went flat. Luckily my knight in shining armour (Mike) works downtown so I called him while Natasha did some sort of song and dance routine by the side of the street to entertain three tired kids. Mike ran over and then ran all over town (it felt like to us) to find a tire repair kit and then came back and repaired the tire so we could walk home. Needless to say, I was EXHAUSTED by the time we got home. (Double strollers are not light when pushed uphill for over an hour.)
That night I went to church and found out that an old friend of mine living in Ottawa, who is married with three young kids, has cancer that has generalized. She only has a couple of months to live (which needless to say, she is spending focused on God and her family). Maybe the last three days haven't been so bad after all.
posted by Kay at 12:10 PM
2 Comments:
Wow...you can't make stuff like this up! It sounds like a bad american comedy (no offence to all my American friends!)
I'd hate to think what would happen if my room got flooded and people had to help me clean it. I think I'd go underground for a few years...the humiliation would be too great.
List of things that broke this week:
computer
stroller
dryer
salad spinner
my temper
oh yeah and the flood
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