2/5/23
I had my whole weekend planned out. When I was going to the grocery store, when I was writing, when I was working on my current paint by numbers project; all of that was supposed to be fully structured this weekend. I even factored in how to get all that done around the crazy weather we've been having. And it was working! I added about 1k words to Vivary Tales before bedtime, and I knew I'd be able to pick it back up in the morning. And then at two AM I'm woken up by a WHOOMPH coming from the direction of my en-suite bathtub, followed by an ominous whooshing sound. No water leaking in my bathroom. I sprint downstairs. No water puddling anywhere on the main floor. Sprint down another flight of stairs. No water in my basement. I open the door into my garage, and my car is getting a shower. Water everywhere! I turned the water off to the house and then had a moment of "what do I do now?" The answer: call my mom, of course. Lol. There's a smoke detector in my garage, right underneath where the pipe burst. Apparently smoke detectors and water are not a winning combination. The whole system goes off, blaring and deafening throughout the entire house, and I'm still shocked my neighbors whom I share a wall with didn't come running. Picture me, in pajamas at dark o'clock, on the phone with my poor mother, trying to get the smoke detectors on four separate floors to shut off, all while my garage ceiling continues to forlornly drip onto my car. Yeah. I don't want to picture it either. So that leaves my Sunday plans absolutely destroyed. I moved my car into my driveway, got the ladder out so I could remove the smoke detector--dropped it onto the concrete floor, so I have a trip to the hardware store in my future--and now I wait. I submitted an online claim to my insurance, but I can't contact a plumber until the sun rises. No water, which means I can't shower, which nixes the grocery store run. I can't clean paintbrushes either, so no painting. No laundry, and I can't wash dishes. That means the only thing left on my to-do list is to write, so maybe Vivary Tales will take off, distracting me while I wait for a verdict from the plumber. One can hope.
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