2003-05-22 - 6:14 p.m.

A Valuable Lesson

[Note: I'm making this entry even though Andrew is posting server problem news items. I prefer to act like I didn't read the news. Ignorance is bliss you might say.]

Today I learned a valuable lesson. I know that seems hard to believe but it's true. I learned today that everyone should own a mop.

Yes, A Mop. They are a wonderous invention especially when one is couple with what professional in the Mop Industry call a "Mop Bucket".

I learned this valuable lesson today when I came home from spending most of the day and yesterday with The Chick. All seemed quite normally when I arrived home. The Flash was at the door meowing his usual greeting of "My food dish is empty and you've failed miserably as a pet owner. Shame, Shame Shame On you. How was your day?"

I walked through the living room and to Flash's dish and filled it with his favourite dry cat food. [Insert Commercial for High Quality Dry Cat Food Here.] Then turning around and heading for my computer to check email.

It was upon my return to the computer that I noticed that one of my cupboards was open. The Cupboard is question is the tall closet in which I store tools and cleaning supplies and a random assortment of other such crap. I don't remember opening it but since I seem to suffer from the memory disease known as "Sometimers" I wasn't about to really worry about it. I stepped towards the closet (having to step in front of my laundry closet door to do so) to shut the door.

It was then, with the help of handy socken feet, that I discovered there was a problem in my apartment.

While I was out one of my neighbours had deposited a lake of semi soapy water (via my laundry drain) into my kirchen. I'm not sure there's a grosser feeling then being unprepared to walk into water with socks on your feet. The way the water sucks into the sock and so even though you've removed your foot from the offending water your foot is still in a wet prison (formerly know as your dry sock).

Flash stood at the far end of the lake in the middle of my kitchen and looked at me. I could tell by the his eyes he was thinking. "Whoa, Dude, Could you do something about this? It tastes like SOAP!"

I took the time to survey Lake Soapy and it was at this precise moment I had the realization that I don't own a mop.

How easy life would be if I just owned a mop. I could slide the mop across the floor (from a standing position I might add) and remove the vastness of water from my kitchen floor. Of course, without a mop, this had to tackled differently.

I grabbed a number of towels that I have that sit in my closet never used. I then, laid them across the floor and let them soak up the evil water. As I was using the towels it began to look as though it was not a lake but a SEA.

Eventually, I was able to soak up the water, tossing one of the overloaded towels into my large sink and left the others to finish up the soaking.

A bit later I'll pick them all up and drain them and then throw them through the dryer to get them set up again for any other possible attacks.

All this because, Well, It'll be Friday tomorrow and I'm working, then a weekend. So, Probably the soonest I'm gonna get anyone in here to fix the problem is Monday. The towels will be in place like a dyke at the doorway to my laundry closet. All this in hopes that I never have to step in water like that again.

Maybe tomorrow night after work I'll go buy a mop.

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