My incredible boyfriend has taken to calling me Calamity Jane. I'm guessing that it may be on account of the uncanny number of items that have gone awry in the house since my arrival a mere 2 months ago:
-Minor middle of the night toilet flooding incident (may I add that I saved the day on this one by hearing the gusher at 3am...boyfriend would likely point out that I caused the issue to begin with)
-Sprinkler system leak
-Gigunda driveway crack
-Not so minor water pipe leak (I dug a giant hole in 100+ degree heat in an effort to save the day; ends up the hole wasn't exactly in the right place)
-Entry way concrete upheaval
-Kitchen sink garbage disposal explosion (it was grrroooossssss)
-Shower soap dish shattering
-Bathroom faux-drawer face accidental removal (what is the point of a false drawer?!?)
Truth is, I had a hand in only roughly 25% of these incidents....
In similarly catastrophic news, just as I am mostly recovered from my back tweak, I find myself with a raging cold. I clearly am not meant to cardio this week (or last, for that matter).
-Minor middle of the night toilet flooding incident (may I add that I saved the day on this one by hearing the gusher at 3am...boyfriend would likely point out that I caused the issue to begin with)
-Sprinkler system leak
-Gigunda driveway crack
-Not so minor water pipe leak (I dug a giant hole in 100+ degree heat in an effort to save the day; ends up the hole wasn't exactly in the right place)
-Entry way concrete upheaval
-Kitchen sink garbage disposal explosion (it was grrroooossssss)
-Shower soap dish shattering
-Bathroom faux-drawer face accidental removal (what is the point of a false drawer?!?)
Truth is, I had a hand in only roughly 25% of these incidents....
In similarly catastrophic news, just as I am mostly recovered from my back tweak, I find myself with a raging cold. I clearly am not meant to cardio this week (or last, for that matter).
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