I hate winter

So I get home from Wendy's tonight and hear what I thought was the washer running, I thought it was odd and went to investigate only to find water spraying all over the place. I run to the basement only to find a very large puddle on the floor and water dripping from the hallway above, try to find the shut off valves for that part of the water line and can't find them. I run back upstairs to the laundry room to trace the pipe again to notice it is hosing down my new drywall in the hallway and spreading water into the bathroom as well.

So I finally trace down the shut off valve in the store bathroom on the other side of the laundry room wall and shut off the water and go back to the laundry room to assess the damage. Everything is soaked including the two rugs, the towels that were waiting for the wash and my tool boxes are filled with water. We used really good paint in there so no water soaking into the drywall of the actual laundry room, but the cabinets are soaked, the floor has standing water and it's a mess.

I was just talking to my brother yesterday that I had to get the room cleaned out and up soon so we could finish painting and put down the carpet and baseboards....good thing we hadn't done it yet, and guess it was as good a time as any to clean it up and out. Just not what I wanted to do when I got home from work. It's mostly cleaned up, I'll have to finish tomorrow morning before I leave for Michigan. We're leaving at 9:30am, so much for sleeping in!

Tomorrow I'm going to Michigan to my favorite Big and Tall outlet store because my clothes need replaced badly. I have no jeans without holes in them, and holes in some very bad places, so I get to spend my gift cards and the few dollars I've managed to save and get some new clothes. My parents love road trips so they we are taking their car and making a day of it. It should be fun. Then Monday I get to help my brother replace the water line in the laundry room so I can do laundry this week.

Oy vey.

My aunt went into the hospital on Thursday night, she couldn't breath and didn't feel right and thought she was having a heart attack so she called the rescue squad and went to the hospital to find out she had pneumonia. She's doing better thank goodness. My poor aunt just can't catch a break, 18 months ago she lost her husband of 32 years, at the same time started fighting cancer, that she beat thank goodness. She moved to Ohio from New Jersey and sold the only house she's called home for 32 years to her daughter who just announced Wednesday that she was filing for divorce from her husband, the man that my aunt has relied on and loved like one of her own for the last 10 years. I just wonder when she's going to catch a break. I feel so bad for her.

On Saturday a very good friend of mine was having severe mental issues and was taken to the hospital and then transfer to a specialty psych. ward here in town. Her mother has the same mental issues but this struck hard and fast. The husband another very good friend of mine was devastated and didn't know where to turn. She's getting better, he'll be better tomorrow, but I have a feeling they are in for a long haul. This year has been rough on them and I think this was the breaking point, they will either get stronger together or they will fall apart, they are the only ones that can fix it. I can just pray for them.

It's been a hell of a week. Sales fell out of no where because of the -30 degree temperature and have left me in a not so healthy position, but it will be alright, somehow it always is. There are plans on the horizon, and the weather will turn back around, I'll survive because I'm a survivor.



Well anyway, need to get my tired butt to bed. Have a great weekend everyone!