Destroy our entire kitchen, family and breakfast rooms.
Really, really crabby.
As in...give me a five pound box of chocolates and get out of my way crabby.
Over the past few days our beautiful house has become a wrecking zone.
And, no, not because I'm a hoarder...so there.
Apparently, there has been a very small leak in the kitchen drain pipe located inside the kitchen wall for a long, long time.
Apparently, water leaks that go undetected for a long, long time suddenly decide to wreak havoc.
Apparently, water leaks don't care if you're attempting to move...or if you're a little attached to having running water or appliances.
Water leaks are kinda/sorta obnoxious when you come right down to it.
So our fun this week has been watching this happen...
See what I mean? Five pounds of chocolate required!
But it's all going better now. Our oldest genius daughter came up with the idea of renting a storage 'POD' which is being delivered on Saturday and which will allow us to be able to walk through the remaining undestroyed rooms in our house without climbing over piles of ...ummm... stuff.
My genius mother came up with the idea of making our laundry room into a temporary kitchen...
Our youngest daughter is an organizational genius and she is moving and rearranging.
And me. I'm just dreaming of chocolate and finding every single crockpot recipe ever invented!
It's an adventure.
And the guy buying the house thinks it's funny. "Better you than me," he says.
He's coming over Saturday to view the destruction.
Hopefully he won't laugh at me...or I might have to beam him with a ripped up piece of once lovely hardwood floors.
We're doing good, though.
Just kinda/sorta crabby.
Please, please...don't show up for a home tour today! Unless you have chocolate! Or crockpot liners!