Okay, if you think that title is a witty way of saying something about writing, you would be wrong. The title is actually literal. 🙂
This morning, I was getting ready for work. I had been to the bathroom and had just put my contact lenses in. My husband decided he would get up and go to the bathroom, which irritated me because I needed to go again. But I was willing to wait…and wait. When he finished, he flushed the toilet. Suddenly, all the water (and everything else) started rushing out of the bowl. It wasn’t one of those where when it’s stopped up it just slowly starts to overflow. No, this was a deluge. Hubby tried to stop the horror with paper towels, but the water was faster than he was. Now keep in mind, I have a BIG bathroom where the toilet is in a little room by itself. The water kept coming and soon the WHOLE bathroom floor was covered. I tried to walk in there with my flip flops (I don’t know why) and it came up over them and onto my toes. Then the smell hit me. Hubby almost had to clean up vomit. I started gagging and had to rush out of the room. Soon, I was going to be late for work, and I still had to go to the bathroom. I rushed to the other bathroom, hoping this was a one toilet problem, and not our septic tank. Whew, at least that wasn’t a problem. So now, what was I going to do about my shower and brushing my teeth? Hubby was still cleaning up (ahem) water. I happened to have some of those cleansing cloths, so instead of a shower, I had a little “cloth bath”. I couldn’t bring myself to brush my teeth, since it makes me gag most of the time anyway, so I swished with Listerine, and brought a toothbrush to work. After much Lysol, the floor was finally clean, just in time for me to put on my make-up. But my HUSBAND wasn’t clean. Although he had on disposable gloves, his feet were filthy. Poor guy finally got into the shower. I got off to work. My cats watched the fiasco from the safety of the bedroom. Luckily, I don’t think anything seeped into the bedroom carpet. I see a steam cleaning of the floor happening tonight.
So…how was YOUR morning?
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I am SO sorry, but I did have to laugh.
Last April I went to a writers’ conference in Chicago and was meeting a reader for the first time. Not only were we meeting, but we were sharing a room!
Everything went okay–well, actually it didn’t, as we first pulled up to the hotel, I realized I’d forgotten my pajamas and we had to go buy me some… Anyway, the second morning we were there, I got up before her, and went to use the toilet. I flushed the same time as the people in the room adjacent to ours did and instead of going down, it came up. Up. Up. Up. And then it overflowed. I was mortified, but couldn’t have the nervous breakdown I so badly needed because I had to do something! Anyway, I barely knew this lady and I had to wake her up with the words, “Please don’t kill me, but our toilet is overflowing!” While she laughed at my misfortune, I had to call the front desk and they sent someone up to help, but not before the floor was covered with 2″ of toilet water.
Believe it or not, even with forgetting my pajamas, convincing her to eat the spiciest salsa ever made AND overflowing the toilet, she still talks to me, but that was quite an introduction!
I’m glad I made you laugh this morning. 🙂 I would have been SO embarrassed if that had happened to me around a stranger. I can’t believe you actually roomed with someone you had never met. I bet you both got a good laugh out of it, anyway. You just have to laugh at things like that.
I’m gagging just reading this. How did people live in the old days without proper toilets?
It was horrible! I thought I was going to throw up.
When I was a little girl, my grandma and grandpa had an outhouse. They had indoor plumbing, like a kitchen sink, but they just didn’t have a bathroom. It was really awful, and the worst part was the daddy-long-legs that resided in the outhouse. I was SO glad when they put a bathroom in.
Ick! The only thing I have to compare that to is when our septic system backed up into the utility room, and I spent the day cleaning it up once the plumber had cleaned out the system. I had all of my kids 1, 2, 3, and 4 home with me all through the day and my husband was at work. He came home right after I got done (of course). We got a new septic system in since then. I never want to go through that again.
I am so sorry you and your husband went through this. 😦 It sucks.
Ew, it backed up into your utility room? Bleh.
It was pretty awful this morning, but we ended up laughing. We always find humor in some of the worst situations.
The week can only get better! I love mondays
Chris, I can’t believe you didn’t have anything worse to say. LOL. But, yeah, surely it will only get better.