Friday, May 27, 2011

More of Same

The Mama is making a giant batch of spaghetti sauce while she does some wash, and packs to leave tonight. I'm having trouble concentrating, what with the wafting fragrances of garlic (lots of it) and tomatoes!

   Wouldn't you know it -- in keeping with this zany week, the Mama missed a pretreated shirt I'd tossed in the laundry room sink. The washer drains into -- you guessed it -- the laundry room sink. By the time Husband noticed it, the cycle was complete, the sink had overflowed -- and we had standing water throughout the laundry room, which was gleefully dripping through the ceiling plaster downstairs.
    Of course, Husband was on his way out the door when he discovered the mess. I had an appraisal client arriving any minute. And the Mama was up to her hips in sauce.
    Aarghh. 

Now it's some time later -- client's gone, floor mopped up. (It needed it, anyways.) I'll have to wash some fabrics that got dripped on; there are a few goners (mostly the "fancies"), but that's life. We had to repair and re-plaster the ceiling downstairs, anyways.

If you're teaching or speaking, you never know what emergency will happen. I thought this speaker's take on 'making do' especially good -- as he points out, the final rule is: whatever works. 
   An apt response for this  Friday -- and all week.


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