So far in my life, there has been one concurrent theme going on.... bad luck. Now, I know I should count my blessings as all my kids are healthy, I am healthy, my husband is healthy. I know I should be thankful that my husband and I have good, decent jobs and not out delivering pizzas (not that there is anything wrong with that!) like the young gal that just brought ours to us (while walking on a sheet of ice called my driveway). I know this whole routine. But after today... I am rethinking this whole life thing. My previous post has me depressed anyway, no need to further add to it! I come home and my oldest son tells me that I really don't care about him (his ploy to make me feel guilty and help him with his huge senior project due next week). I told him of course I really do care and you don't have to try guilting me into helping him, asking would work just fine. Then, my daughter is losing her voice (she isn't really sick...yet) and she has her Nutcracker performance this week and dress rehearsals all this week. Now for the big finish....
We have a couple gallons of paint sitting off of our kitchen, these are for projects we haven't gotten to yet... but plan on as soon as we have a nice day on a weekend. My cat likes to sit on top of the cans. Tonight, he jumped off the top can. The top can of PINK paint for my daughters room came tumbling down and ...wait for it... SPILLED ALL OVER MY KITCHEN FLOOR. Yes, the whole can. Is it disturbing that my first thought was to just walk away, go out of the door and never come back? Luckily for my family... my husband walked in the door exactly 2 seconds after this occurred. This was precisely the moment an unfavorable F word came seething out of my mouth and I was standing there with my jaw to the floor.
How does one clean up an entire can of spilled paint off of a vinyl floor? With a lid and a dust pan. Oh and about 10 old towels and sheets. Luckily my husband is wonderful (don't believe all those other stories I told you labeled dumb husbands...) and he cleaned the whole thing up!
On the bright side, we are planning on replacing our kitchen floor in the very near future. So THANK GOD that it didn't spill after the upgrade or I would be writing this from the loony bin right now. (Do they have Internet access and allow a laptop?!? HMMMMMMMMMMMM)
You know what, writing this all out has been kind of therapeutic for me.... because if I looked at the bright side of things I could say 1. It dumped on an old yucky needing replaced floor. 2. My husband was so sincere and cleaned it all up, the whole time saying "It's okay honey... It will be alright... NO I DIDN'T get paint on my jeans..." Oh you get the picture. 3. My daughter doesn't have to sing in the Nutcracker just dance, so the voice loss isn't that huge. 4. Pink is my favorite color.
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Well, I for one think that you have the true Christmas spirit. George Bailey would be proud of you for being so cheery in the midst of all that pink paint! God bless!
Guess you are getting that new floor a little sooner than you thought! I had to laugh at the timing of your hubby coming in just as you yelled the F word. That would be what would happen to me. By the way -- good attitude!!
Christina
I'm glad it all came up.. Pink floors.. Did your cat get any on himself?
WOW, and I thought my broken snow globe full of water, glitter and glass was a bad spill. Just think maybe the cat hates the vinyl floor more than you and it is his way to tell you...it's time! (this coming from me with 5 layers of laminate on my kitchen floor and hopeful wishing it won't be there for too much longer- pink paint huh, maybe I should try it!)
Awe, you poor thing, but you are right on the UPSIDE, it could have been worse!!
Oh my gosh! I thik I would have chosen the "turn around and walk out and never come back" option. Either that or fell on the floor in a pile'o'mom and started sobbing.
That would have made me say the "F" word too! And ... my husband would have been as good as yours to help clean it up - he's so good about that sort of thing. I hope things start looking up. Take care. Kellan
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