When One Thing Leads To Another....

Do you ever have one of those days when you wonder.....how did I end up here doing this?

Well yesterday I kinda had a morning like that. You see I woke up at 3:30 a.m. by a loud thump. It startled me, and I thought oh what has Bert(my dog) gotten himself into. Now Bert has never ever been a problem in the house...he knows his bed and that is were he goes. Anyhow, I hear this thump and all kinds of things start to run through my head. Of course hubby is still snoring and oblivious to all of this. So, I get out of bed to investigate. I don't know what drew me to my laundry room, but I heard this glug glug going on...first I thought it was the toilet in the powder room. Nope it wasn't that. The glug glug continues. I crept slowly to turn on the light in the laundry room, I had no idea what I was expecting to see, but there before my very eyes was the culprit. A 9 litre tub of liquid soap oozings it's contents all over the laundry room floor. Well I rushed to pick up the detergant bottle, and of course the floor is slippy with liquid laundry soap so you can only imagine what happens next. Yes I perform a triple soe cow...oh where was the Russian judge I sure he would have given me a 9 for that performance. Anyhow, I get myself up off the floor and pick up the container of soap. It's to early to do anything about it now and I am sore from my fall, so I opt to take the towels out of the laundry hamper to cover the spill and told myself I will deal with that later.

So morning comes along and I am merrily blogging away, when I remember the mess in the laundry room. Oh god I don't want to go in there. Couldn't some nice cleaning fairy come and tidy up the mess...oh please oh please. Not so. I venture in not knowing what to tackle first. I decide to pick up the towels which are now soaked with liquid laundry detergent and throw them along with some other laundry into the washer. First load in. Then the floor. On my hands and knees I am mopping up this goo, when I realize it's travelled of course under the washer and dryer and around it. Oh good god what a mess. So I start to pull things out and washing this and that. But because there is so much soap I have to keep changing the water in the tub so lots of trips back and forth to the kitchen. Then I get to the side of the washer where I have to haul out my floor polisher, dog food, and paint cans. Meanwhile, the first load is done, or so I thought. For some reason I had to go into the powder room while in there I notice that the toilet was full of soap bubbles. There was so much soap in the water from the washing machine that it backed up into the toilet bowl. Dear god will this never end. Flush. Turn on the washer to rinse cycle again, hoping to disperse some of the soap which saturated those towels. Back to the cleaning beside the washer. I was wiping away when I looked up at my hot water tank. Oh the amount of dust on the top of that...I am ashamed to say. I get the vacuum out and start vacuuming the top, this is sounding a little A.D.D. don't you think......anyhow, I get all the dust bunnies when I think to myself I'll just give that a little wipe down with a damp cloth. Wrong thing to do. The damp cloth hits a wire and I give myself the biggest shock, it actually made me shout and jump back. It took my breath away, just then the phone rings, it's hubby. Oh what you up to......just electrocuting myself.....oh! Sorry honey can't talk have a mess to clean up. So back to the laundry room I go.

I have now recovered from the shock and I am back on my hands and knees...did I tell you I am doing all of this in my white housecoat which is now a lovely shade of grey. There I am washing the floor moving this moving that. When I guess I got something off balance and it fell and hit me on the head. I am not kidding. I should just have quit right then and there. But no I forge on.

There I am on my hands and knees when I notice something on the wall needs a wiping, next thing you know ...wipe here.. wipe there...oh I'll just get that...and before you know it you've cleaned and reorganized cupboards, washed walls. But in my case this job took me into my hallway where for some reason I felt it necessary to wash the trim around the doors and the doors. Dear god somebody stop me!! I did finally come to my senses and say this is enough. Who would have though that a spill at 3:30 in the morning would have led to all of this! I guess that's how one thing can lead to another!

Maybe I should have just stayed in bed!