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Not quite Wordless Wednesday

A flood in the not-yet-renovated laundry/mud room.
A flood in the not-yet-renovated laundry/mud room.

The drain hose on the washing machine popped
The floor in the mud room is now mopped
The flood was confined,
and it could have been worse
Only the floor was submersed

(Poetry is not one of my strengths.)

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Robin is a photographer, artist, writer, wife, sometime poet, mom, grandma, daughter, sister, friend, and occasional traveler currently living on the Eastern Shore of Maryland. She finished a 365 commitment to get outside every day in 2011, and has turned it into a lifelong commitment taking one or more walks each day. Robin will continue to share her walks through her words and images on Breezes at Dawn. Older posts can be found at Life in the Bogs, her previous blog. Robin and her husband are in the midst of renovating the house and property they refer to as the Wabi-Sabi Ranch, 35 acres that include marsh, a dock on a tidal creek, meadows, and woodlands. Every day brings new discoveries.

30 thoughts on “Not quite Wordless Wednesday

    1. Thank you, Christine. πŸ˜€ This is quite representative of my day today, and all I could do when I saw the flood was laugh. Monty Python’s “Always Look on the Bright Side of Life” has been playing in my head since I started mopping up the mess.

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    1. LOL, Rabbit! The whole day was a mess. Have a look over at the Tree for my list of things I’m thankful for today. If I didn’t laugh at it, I’d have to sit down in the puddle of water and cry. πŸ™‚

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  1. Glad you could laugh about it! We had a similar thing happen to us years ago in Texas. It was confined to the utility room where our washer and dryer was, but my husband’s National Geographic collection was there, too. Ouch!

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    1. Ouch is right, Susan! Makes me glad that we haven’t had a chance to store anything of worth (sentimental or otherwise) in the laundry room just yet. Or ever, now that I think about it. πŸ˜€

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  2. I was soooo not supposed to laugh, but I did, that was a very funny and uplifting thing to do with the tide of your flood! πŸ™‚

    I wonder if all of the curse words got used up over on Kathy’s blog?!

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    1. LOL, Elisa! I don’t think so. I used a lot of curse words when I first saw the water forming a small lake in the laundry room. Some were worse than what was going on over at Kathy’s.

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  3. Oh, it’s just “if it’s not one thing, it;s another”
    You do have great door there – and some actual room in that mud room (which is making quite a splash at this point.)
    At least it’s not far to slosh the water outside – and you can open the door for fresh (hopefully drying) air.
    Fingers crossed, it’s all better now

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    1. Good way to look at the bright side, PhilosopherMouse. πŸ™‚ You’re right about the door. The man that built the place put in some great doors and windows. And yes, it is all better now. Yay!

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