So there are things about me that I know. One. I hate when things break. Particularly when they are things that are expensive and important and SHOULD NOT break. Two. If something isn't how it should be I might be prone to jumping to the worst possible conclusion. Try as I might... Kevin's a little late from work I worry he's been in an accident (we're talking 10 minutes... crazy!) Today, when there was water in the floor I wiped it up. When water appeared in the exact same spot a few minutes later I started to get a little panicky. What causes water to mysteriously appear from beneath the floor? Broken pipes that's what. Broken pipes that require calling plumbers and ripping up my pretty floor and oh my gosh how expensive is this going to be? Well. Homeowners insurance will cover it. What's our deductible? Pretty high, but I'll be working soon so that should be okay. How long is the warranty on our house? Would the builder maybe have to compensate for a repair like this? See, after I freak out I go through this process of figuring out how it will all be okay. Suddenly though, it occurred to me today that the ice maker was turned off when we got home from vacation. Water spot was right near the fridge and even though I turned the ice maker back ON it had never actually produced any ice. In fact, I had heard the water run a few minutes ago and that is kind of odd even though it didn't occur to me at the time. Hmm. I wonder. I pulled the fridge out and there was water back there... promising although disturbing because standing water + electrical appliance = SCARY!! Then the ice maker ran water again and it leaked all over the floor. Hallelujah! I turned that bad boy O-F-F and wiped up all the water one last time. Glad I didn't call the plumber quite yet!
Thursday, July 10, 2014
Yesterday Zack got stung by a wasp. We were at the pool and the kids were drying out at the playground before we left. He was literally walking to the van and just started flipping out a little bit. I knew some other kids had been stung recently so I put two and two together. He calmed down but it was still hurting him and starting to welt up quite a bit when we got home.
Tuesday, July 8, 2014
I have a ginormous zit on my face and I just don't get it. Hello face, I'm not a teenager! Oh and I picked it and made it bleed. So, now here I sit with a gargantuan (bleeding) pimple on my chin. That's not really why I'm here, obviously. I'm here because I need to write. Particularly, I need to write for a brand new nursing blog I'm contributing to and I've started about 5 different things and the words just aren't flowing. So, I figured what better time to come on to my own poor, neglected bloggy spot and just write whatever comes to mind. AND that happened to be the very moment I realized my blemish was bleeding. Lucky you!
Other things of note... I graduated nursing school. I passed the NCLEX (UGLY, awful, horrible test... but I passed!) I am an RN. It hasn't really sunk in yet, but I'm sure that will change once I start my RN job later this month. Oh and of course this new project I am super excited about working on a blog for my wonderful friend's Travel Nursing Website (which I will of course link to once its up and running. Assuming I can get some words down. Hope to be around here more!