^Photo evidence that silver linings do exist.
My day started at 6:41 AM with a quiet “Mom..mmyyyyy…” ringing out from the kids’ bedroom. Huck, our hater-of-mornings, was up before the sunrise and judging by the tone of his voice, I knew it was going to be “one of those days” from the get go. I walked into the bedroom (Zeke whining in his crate the entire time) and quietly told Huck to go back to sleep for a while so he didn’t wake his sister up.
Enter: Marleigh scaring the sh!t out of me, jumping at my side with excitement that today was finally here! This was the day she has been anxiously waiting for for weeks – I was coming in to read to her class and she was, in her own words, “thrilled!”. And so was I. Despite an early start, we all stumbled into the living room (Zeke included), kissed daddy goodbye, and went on with our typical morning routine.
Fast-forward to two minutes before we had to leave for school and Huck had to go to the bathroom. He went, I wiped him (#momlife), and I flushed the toilet. Strike that. I attempted to flush the toilet. The water kept rising, the chaos ensued, and there I was shoving my panstless son out of the way so I could turn the water to the toilet off before everything spilled over.
Luckily, I was able to save the toilet from overflowing. But as I stood to grab the plunger, I noticed something peculiar in our bathtub. Tiny specs of corn floating in murky brown water. We had chicken fajitas and corn for dinner last night. Our toilet was somehow backing up into our bathtub and the end result was far from pretty.
I didn’t have time to address the situation right away, as we were now already running two minutes behind our typical schedule. Huck and I dropped Marleigh off at school and returned home only for me to spend well over an hour attempting to plunge out the clog, wherever it was. Eventually, I called Luke, who advised me to call the plumber. I happily obliged, dropped the plunger and washed my hands 100 times, got dressed, and went back to Marleigh’s school to read to her class.
Two books and 25 minutes later, we busted Mar Mar out of school early for a bonus half day and now here we are, the three of us not-so-patiently waiting for the plumber to get here and hopefully fix whatever it is that’s happening in our bathroom. I’m fully prepared to hand over a big fat check when all is said and done, but least the kids are cozy and content with a quiet movie day at home. Silver linings, people. Silver linings.
I was planning on taking a nice bubble bath tonight, but I’m not quite sure I can get the image of floating corn out of my head just yet. My Lush bath bomb, a glass of wine, and the flicker of a scented candle will have to wait. The only thing our bathtub is going to be seeing tonight is a healthy dose of Clorox.