Dear Husband

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Dear Husband,
I sent Linus and Josie to bathroom to wash their hands. I used that time to quickly pick up the lunch dishes. I may have been hypnotized by the sound of Team Umi Zoomi, but I can assure you they were definitely in there for less than 5 minutes. 
Josie walked into the living room, drenched from head to toe, Linus sauntered in behind her, naked for the third time today.
I had a stern talking to with them and started getting Josie changed.
Linus looked at me, smiled, and said, “The water is still on.”
The waterfall sound as I approached the bathroom was not comforting, to say the least.
First, I noticed the overflowing sink. Then, I realized I was standing in about a 1/2 inch of water that filled the entire bathroom.
I shut off the water to see my foundation bottle wedged in the drain. I pulled it out to see that the water was still not going down. I put my finger in the drain and found multiple pieces of Ivory Soap wrapped in tissues stuffed in the drain.
It took a long stick and the plunger, but the sink finally drains again.
As I bent down to sop up the water that is everywhere, I noticed an entire brand spanking new tube of toothpaste smeared all over the floor. The minty fresh smell did smack me in the nostrils when I entered the bathroom, but, at the time, I was a bit distracted by our new swimming pool.
Then, I found a plethora of tampon wrappers and applicators, but what did they do with the tampons?
On your way home, please pick up tampons…and wine.
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