I can be a maniac...if AND when the occasion arises.

Remember how fabulous and wonderful our Master Bath renovation turned out?

Remember how excited and thrilled I was about having such a nice bathroom...especially in the midst of all the crap going on in the world right Now?

Remember how I found it to be tranquil....my haven...my get away?
(Why YES, I expect YOU to remember EVERYTHING)

Well it has been just wonderful. AND I really do appreciate it.

I asked the Coach the other night after brushing my teeth and climbing rolling into bed:

"Do you still like our bathroom?"

He says "YES, Of course"
I started laughing and I said: "well, I don't like it...I LOVE IT!!!"
And yes, I am a total goofball.

Well on Tuesday...after working out in the morning, doing some yard work and then tons of laundry and housecleaning...I decide to take a tub bath before hitting the grocery store and picking up Linds from school.

(again, please no letters about how glamorous and exciting my life is...just deal people)

I am soaking in the tub....it is very quiet.....I forgo a magazine...I forgo the tv...skip the radio...it is just silent.

I am soaking away my worries.....AND then I hear it.
trickle. trickle. trickle.
WHAT?
I sit up. I close my eyes. (I can hear better with my eyes closed)
And I hear it some more:

trickle.trickle.trickle.

CRAP.
End of relaxation!

I look over the left side of the tub and I see WATER!!
I look over the right side of the tub. AGAIN WITH THE WATER!!!

WHAT THE HEY???????

I jumped out quickly...grabbed a robe and ran to the garage to get a bucket.

I started emptying the tub out throwing the water towards the shower.

I grab some clean towels (Lord knows you won't have dirty towels around WHEN you need them) and begin to mop up the floor....the water meanwhile is still trickling out from under the tub.

The dogs were backing away from me...instead of running to me like they usually do....They did not want to get too close to me, nor did they seem to make eye contact...hhhmmm...

maniac, Party of ONE please.

arrggghhhhh.

In my haste with the bucket...I scratched the bottom of the tub. (It is acrylic)

Of course, after all this I am flabbergasted.

I realize I did not shave my legs (there is always next month) or even condition my hair.

I call Coach and he is all calm and tranquil. UNLIKE MOI.

JUST ONE TIME I WANT HIM TO GET CRAZY and act like a maniac. LIKE ME!!!

I suppose He does not have enough raging hormones in him to make it happen....if we were both maniacs someone could get hurt....

oh, it is always something...isn't it?

I learned one very important lesson from this.....

I can't go EVEN ONE DAY without conditioning my hair...that my friends was a total mess of a hair day!