Sunday, March 11, 2007

Roll with it...

When water starts dripping through the ceiling, its ususally a sign of bad things to come. When it starts to seep from the outlets [plug sockets], you really know you have problems.

You can either get pissed off, or you count your blessings.

I am fortunate to have an excellent landlord and very kind neighbours who have all rallied round while water poured took over my apartment, fused the electricity and provided a welcome distraction to unexpectedly getting dumped on Saturday night.

The past thirty hours have been an eye opener. A good friend and I were emailing last week about how we have all become grown ups, and this ordeal has certainly been an experience that will linger in my mind much longer than the mouldy smell in my apartment.

I am blessed with awesome friends who will get me drunk - and take care of me - when I need it most. Knowing there are always family and friends that will drop everything for you when you need it is the best cure, and nothing can put you in a better mood when everthing is flooding.

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