Monday, November 9, 2009

The Meltdown

I've told this story to a few people, but thought it was so funny that I had to post it. About two weeks ago, when my "nesting" officially started to kick in, I was so pumped to start cleaning the house to prepare for the baby. And when I say clean, I mean deep clean. Literally scrubbing ever inch of my house floor to ceiling, vaccuming, shampooing, sanitizing, etc... You get the picture. So, on this particular Sunday, I was planning on busting out our carpet shampooer that I admittedly haven't even looked about in probably a year, and going to town on the bedrooms. I did one cycle and then had to reload the hot water. If you don't know, when you're shampooing carpets, the hotter the water is, the better. So this time I decided to heat the water in the tea kettle to ensure the water was as hot as possible. So I heated it till it was nearly boiling, started to pour into that rubber bladder thing, and as soon as I started pouring, the rubber started melting and fusing together! It was destroyed, along with my big plans for the day. I was DEVASTATED! I completely broke down and started crying like I had just found out a loved one died. SOBBING. Poor Chris had no idea what to do. He attempted to comfort me and every time he tried to tell me everything was alright I'd get pissed and start yelling that everything was NOT alright. He had no idea how to handle this. I don't think he's ever seen me like this, especially over something seemed so petty. It might have seemed petty to him, but to me, this totally ruined my plans for the day. So, after about 10 minutes of him trying his best to comfort me, I stared to calm down. Chris called the rental place in town and got me a commercial grade carpet cleaner that I used instead, which in retrospect, was probably what I should have done in the first place. It works so much better than the one I have. So, long story short, I eventually got to shampoo my carpets. I just can't believe how strong hormones actually are!

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