Anyone Smell Smoke?
"Pop, there's a leak in the kitchen." was how my daughter woke me up Sunday morning. Our upstairs neighbor's washing machine flooded which, in turn, leaked into our kitchen.
"Is it bad?" I asked.
"No" "I put some paper towels on the puddle."
With that I tried to get some more sleep, but I couldn't. How bad was this leak? So I got my hairy body out of bed and walked into the kitchen to find that the leak had stopped, there was a pile of wet paper towels on the floor and the mess cleaned up.
I popped some bread into the toaster and went to get a plate from the cabinet. I reached in a took a plate, not really looking at what I was doing. Then it hit me brown dirty water.
Every cabinet had been flooded. Every dish, plate, fork, knife, vase, saucer, cup, mug, glass, pot, pan, etc needed to be washed. By hand. We don't have a dishwasher. Ten hours of cleaning up a "puddle."
And how was your Sunday?