My life is filled with moments that are totally unscripted, hilarious, and may only happen to me. Everyday, it’s something. Everyday.
I’m spending a beautiful Saturday morning doing our windows. Now, this is not a complaint. With the view and lala.com providing me with unlimited Jack Johnson, I was having a wonderful morning.
I did promise Miss Flo at one point over the past year that I wouldn’t go out onto the ledge and do the windows, and I admit, I did that for a moment this morning to clear the streaks… but that’s not the point.
I’m almost done with all 18 windows/doors in the front. Getting ready to do the last one in the kitchen. I unlock the windows, put my bucket on the counter, start to open the window, must have forgotten to latch it open. And I specifically remember day dreaming listening to Jack Johnson. How I would love to see him in concert, in Hawaii, who each song reminds me of, how I love the lyrics, how I could drink some fruity drink out of a coconut, how I don’t mind doing the windows here, ohh it’s beautiful here, I love the beach, I can’t believe I live here, It’s so better than Cleveland, how I liked him when I was still in Cleveland, before he was “anybody”, what it would like to be married to him, and then remembering he is married…………..
SPLASH….. 5 gallons of water… everywhere… Counters, cabinets, floors… everywhere…
Including on Miss Flo’s kitchen t.v. that I was freaking out that I would get electrocuted for trying to unplug.