The cleanse was going ok until Wednesday when I opened the door to the guest bathroom and had water run over my feet. Apparently, if your main water line is blocked water can flow from under the toilet like a river (ok, or a small stream) and pretty much flood your bathroom. A crisis under normal circumstances, but a major crisis when you have a house showing in a mere 5 hours. Adam called the plumber who arrived in record time, cleared the mainline and the shower line all in enough time to give me a solid hour to clean the entire house including this huge mess (3 loads of soaking towels, dirt, and balls of rotten hair, anyone?).
Nooey, Maison, and I rushed out of the house right in time for the showing. We went to Target to "smell the candy corns" (Aside: If you can't eat candy corns or marshmallow pumpkins this time of year at least you can smell them!) and buy a buggy full of stuff we didn't need. So while we are enjoying all that is Target, I get a text from our realtor that the people coming to look at the house have decided to come tomorrow instead....uuuurrrggghhh.
If that wasn't enough to drive me to drink, I had to complete all the deliverables (don't ask, it's classified...kidding!) for NSA (National Security Administration) compliance by today and Adam had mid-year evals with his entire team. By 10am we agreed, the cleanse was over!!! As Steve McCroskey said in Airplane!, "I picked the wrong week to stop sniffing glue."
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