I woke up late this morning, so tired......I have to go to chiropractor, so I go to the kitchen to grab a quick cup of instant coffee's .......As I step on the rug it is, looks like from the bottom, wet, soaked. WTF? I remove the rug and discover the frig is leaking.....from bottom, funny I think, I just thought last night that I ought to clean under it before the group comes Thursday....and now I am forced to......I have to go so I grab some towels and mop it up along with some of Aurora's fur...... I leave to get "adjusted". when I get back it is leaking more than ever......Maybe the fur was holding back the tide like a damn of dog hair. I am lying on the floor spatula and paper towels in hand the underbelly the first fixture in the kitchen renovation trying to stop the flow or at least see where it is coming from, soon I am experiencing my own flood, hot salty tears flow from eyes dropping on the floor mingling with the cool water flowing from under the fridge. I can't stop either flow, I lie there, just wanting the floor to swallow me up, I have to work at the hospital today and am due there in an hour, I haven't showered, eaten or done anything, I lie there for ten minutes just crying silently trying to will my brain to think of a way to handle this.....finally I say out loud to no one....what am I supposed to do?I don't know what to do.
I pick up the phone to call my boss, i have dial and hang up, next I half dial my plumber, hang up half dial my next door neighbor , he is an electrician, hang up.......I go to the computer looking for emergency appliance repair place it is now 7:15......I start to panic......looking looking I find one I call leave a message, they will be here today presumably......7:25....I brush my teeth, I am vacillating between trying to get ready for work and thinking about not even going in. I DON"T KNOW WHAT TO DO!
I call my mother whom I ran into yesterday in the parking lot of the mall......she is awake, she can be here for the appliance repairman.
it is 7:40 do or die, leave now or be late, I put on yesterdays work outfit, stuff all the towels I can find under the fridge and leave.
I cry all the way to work,I am sure the fridge is matching me ounce for ounce of water leaking and spilling. I stop caring that floor will be ruined, I turn on Adam...I can't get no Satisfaction.....Indeed.
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