Fuck, y’all….like fuuuuuuuck. It has been a hell of a week. You’ll see.
Monday was another day of my usual – working my ass of during the day and working while sipping adult beverages at night. It was National Tequila Day, so I celebrated accordingly.
Tuesday, I finally met in person a friend of mine from a healthy eating group. His granddaughter was in town and curious about LipSense and I met up with her and demoed some products. He cooked us an amazing meal of unstuffed cabbage rolls and though I had a migraine, I thoroughly enjoyed my time there before I went home to lie down.
Wednesday, though. For fuck’s sake. I always liked Wednesdays. Then this. I woke with a start at about 7:10, which is earlier than I typically get up when the kids are home. I was foggy and not sure of what was going on around me, but I could hear SOMETHING that just didn’t sound right. It suddenly occurred to me that it was the sound of water…and I was alone in the apartment. I looked around and saw water in the bathroom and at first, couldn’t tell WHERE or HOW. I leapt up and ran and then screamed…and shrieked…cursed…and flipped the FUCK OUT. Because everywhere, there was water. Turns out a pipe had burst behind the cabinet. I tried to cut off the sink water, but of course the break was on the other side of the wall. I ran around throwing towels about with one hand and texting and calling Stuart with the other. He came home as quickly as he could after calling the apartment complex emergency maintenance line. Within an hour there was 2 inches of downstairs because water had begun to pour through the ceiling. Half our bedroom carpet was sopping wet. I had run downstairs when I realized I heard water there and screamed like something out of a movie when I saw that Elizabeth, my beautiful golden best friend (MacBook), was on the kitchen table, directly underneath the water pouring through the ceiling. Stuart and I spend all day picking shit up off the floor, moving furniture out of the house for the workers to come handle shit, and moving furniture back. We took the Macbook to Best Buy, who recommended we put it in rice. Um, ok, cool. Then we gave up on life and went on a spontaneous date to Buffalo Wild Wings. What a fucking mess.
Thursday I took care of some errands and treated myself to some coffee, then came home to work some more and cook dinner.
I decided that after the week I had, some pool time was certainly warranted. I spent a lot of time over there, soaking up the rays and the hot ass weather.
Saturday, we went to look at some houses with our agent and we absolutely fell in DEEP love with one in particular. It was such a nice time planning for the future with my guy. We invited Stuart’s coworker over for grilling and we had such a great time sipping on drinks (SOME of us got drunk) and enjoying some good eats.
Sunday, we went to get the kids after two weeks of them away. It made for a long day, as we made some stops on the way home. It was lovely to have them back though! It’s never dull around here.