I don't often rant on here, or at least I don't think I do. But today, I'm going to. Just a brief explanation of my morning, so you can all share in my pain, I guess.
I had a meeting to go to this morning at 9am. I rarely have meetings, but today I had one. We all woke up around 8am. I needed to nurse B, then shower & get ready. After I nursed B, Hubs headed downstairs only to discover that our lovely dog had thrown up (in multiple spots) on the stairs. Super. Oh yeah, & the washing machine repairman was supposed to show up at some point between 8-11am. Hubs then realized that B had a poopy diaper, at the same time that Tucker wanted to go outside. I, of course, said I needed to shower & get going as it was already 8:20. That didn't go over well, but I ran away anyway- something I never do! Hubs changed B's diaper & went to flush the insert (still using GDiapers at this point- remember no repairman yet). This is when the toilet overflowed (presumably because those few GDiapers that I've flushed were now clogging up B's toilet) & literally poopy water went everywhere. Sigh. I'm out of the shower to hear all of this & then, the doorbell rings. Washer repairman? Hallelujah!
I get the door- hair wrapped in a towel, B on my hip (at least I had clothes on, right?!)
Never mind the dog vomit on the stairs sir, just step around! Never mind the poo smell coming from that bathroom right there- it's just the water the Hubs is trying to clean up!
I get to work cleaning the dog vomit & then onto B's breakfast & cleaning the kitchen. What? I didn't mention that the kitchen was a disaster? Dinner plates (complete with pancake syrup) from last night were still on the counter, as were the batter bowl & skillet. Lovely.
At this point it's 8:54 & I still have wet hair. I call & say I'm not making it. My house falls apart when I'm supposed to leave. It really, really does.
On the plus side, everything's cleaned up. The washer is fixed- 3 loads down, 2 more + cloth diapers to go. The kitchen is spotless, breakfast & lunch have been served. B is napping. And, while the toilet in B's bathroom is not fixed, it's not running poo water everywhere! And I discovered that you can use the G Diaper Swish Stick to scrape poo into another toilet, since my sprayer is hooked up to the clogged one.
Oh, & B is in his 2nd cloth diaper of the day. This makes life good!
(And I promise, my kitchen is not usually that gross. Just today. It was Harry Potter's fault- he was begging me to watch him last night & he seduced me into forgetting about the dinner mess.)
There you have it. When your house falls apart, just blame Harry Potter!