you know when you have those days/hours/afternoons/evenings that it literally takes you another day to even step back and not be overwhelmed by it??
yeah...mine was tuesday.
i did my workout (shout out to the biggest loser:cardio max....bob and jillian should be shot. but at least i got a break from anita and her bitch-faced smug smile), and then i hung out with the dogs.
i'm sitting there, and i look over and see bo standing in the middle of lots of little dark pawprints.
my first thought:: "oh shit"....literally.
except he hadn't pooped and walked all in it....
all those dark spots?? WATER. SQUISHING UP FROM UNDER THE CARPET.
commence my complete and total freakout.
we're renovating the bathroom that's to the right of that little hallway-thing in the pic (don't worry, THOSE adventures will be a whole other post) and so i'm freaking out....somehow the toilet clogged for the first time ever, and overflowed, but really quietly...couldn't hear it running. all this was about 90 minutes of flow.
i figure out how to turn the water off to the toilet (after a frantic call to the hubs), and when he gets home like 10 minutes later.....we literally spend the better part of an hour using the bissell pro-heat to extract water from the carpet, plus some old-school stomping on a towel.
oh yeah, and then that night, because the carpet was still damp...my wet foot slipped on the way up the stairs, and i kicked the stair and busted my big toenail on my left foot like halfway down.
NOT COOL UNIVERSE.
anyone else dealt with flooded carpets? did you also want to febreeze the room every time you walked in?