Our hot water heater bit the dust in the middle of the night last week…
I spent the next two days trying to rid my olfactory senses of the horrendous stench that it produced when the electrical guts fried…
Not pleasant at all…
(On a side note, my brother had a big, old, German Shepherd that actually did that once… but come to think of it, I didn’t notice how his tongue smelled afterwards…
I think that was mostly due to the fact that he ran into the cellar and wouldn’t emerge for 3 days after the shock…
(But truthfully, he was much calmer from that day on, probably due to his self-induced shock treatment…)
I feel kind of robbed in a way, by the timing of it all…
Exotic Vacations…
Or Lear Jets...
(I just threw that one in to see if you were paying attention…)
I had dreams for our money…
And most of them were legal too ;)
Actually, all of them were legal, and as always, I was Walter Middy-ing myself through every single dollar…
It probably won’t surprise you, that not even ONE of those daydreams involved hot water!
But then they all went up in a puff of smoke…
Literally…
Stinky, electrical smelling, hard-to-get-rid-of-the-horrendous-odor, kind of smoke!
Life is like that though… at least my life is.
It’s all about my tunnel that I regularly ramble about seeing the light at the end of (but recently discovered was just a figment of my imagination)
This particular tunnel, which I like to call “our life”, is also a wind tunnel…
So usually when we get a few steps ahead, and are feeling like we can stop and smell the roses…. life flips the “on” switch and we are pushed back a ways… (And my hair gets, like, totally messed up!)
That’s okay though…
It keeps us honest… and humble…
At least that’s what I tell myself to help me feel better as I’m trying to untangle the mess of my hair… as well as my checkbook, when these kinds of things happen…
Besides... I hear that Lear Jets are over-rated anyways…
HOT WATER RULES!!!
Now if you'll excuse me, I have a long, hot shower to take!
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