Today I thought I'd be super productive and delve into some mid-week laundry. I was home, writing a paper and I thought I'd multi-task. Because I'm fancy like that.
So I popped in a load and ran an errand and came back home. And I went to throw the clothes in the dryer and then I noticed something.
THERE WAS A POOL WHERE MY LAUNDRY ROOM USED TO BE.
So I was muttering some choice words, which I won't type because sometimes I'm shy. And then I tried to see where the water was coming from. I didn't see it, so much as I heard it from the washer area. And the washer was just running water, although curiously there was no water in the washer - just wet clothes. So I shut the machine off manually, cranked the water lines off and then I grabbed a towel and called my husband - while I was standing in at least an inch of water.
That's what I call re-prioritizing. And yes, in case you were wondering, it totally included beer.