My latest adventure titled "Chemical's Bad" involves two very strange events happening very close together in time but I am not sure why...if God is trying to tell me something... or I just need to accept it as coincidence and a new adventure.
Incident #1 Raining Antifreeze
So last Friday, working at the Y, I was minding my own business trying to hold down the fort for the 10 members that happen to find themselves at the Y on a Friday night at 8:30PM (single guys who worship their muscles). It is a difficult task you know... read magazine... look at clock... fold 3 towels....look at clock...talk to muscle worshipper about Avril Lavigne's new semi-softer vibe... look at clock .... wipe down treadmills... look at clock...change 4 tv's for "TV Lady"... look at clock...sit on the floor with your back on the industrial size dryer for a warm massage (my favorite)...look at clock (you get the idea...if not let me just clarify that it is very, very boring). Well at about 8:30 excitement was brewing, someone came to me to report a leak and when I went to investigate I found a yellow green liquid falling from the ceiling in the weight room. So I went to get some rags to clean it up and a bucket to put under it (now standard equipment for our new, state of the art, leaky Y). While I was calling the head honcho Fitness Director, the ceiling tile gave way under the leak! The ceiling started to rain (by this I mean pour) this weird substance I later came to understand to be coolant...antifreeze! It quickly spread all over the weight room so I did my best to contain the leak. We couldn't get anyone "in charge" to return our calls to come and fix the problem so I was kind of stuck continually mopping up the stuff as it showered from above. During this time a ton of it soaked my hair which later made my scalp burn. We finally got someone to drag themselves out to help us and they fixed the leak. I worked to get my scalp to stop burning by wetting my hair in the woman's locker room. Everything turned out okay but I full expected my hair to start falling out in clumps... which I was perfectly okay with since I already have a bad hair cut!
Incident #2- Toilet Bowl cleaner-Cheese Nips.
It started as a frustrating end to a weekend as Torrey and I made a last ditch effort to get some stuff done for the house. We purchased fencing in July, put it up and painted it. I was very proud of myself until it rained the first time. It turns out that the light green substance that we tried our best to wash off before painting was mold...and it grows through the paint! So I have been working at sanding off the old paint and mold so that we can repaint. After some hard work, I sat down for another night in front of the computer obsessing about the start of referrals with a bag of fiesta cheez-its in hand, I licked the back of my finger to get the last bit of spicy goodness off (table manners aren't rules at the computer desk). My ring finger tasted a little funny, so silly me licked it again, and one more time for good measure, still weird...spicy but very poignantly wrong! So I backtracked to where I was recently and realized that I had taken a drink at the sink before sitting down. I walked to the sink and look up to find a yellow substance leaking from the ceiling into the sink. It turned out to be toilet bowl cleaner that I accidentally knocked over upstairs in the bathroom closet while I was looking for a paint brush! It ate through the closet floor and small part of the ceiling tile in the kitchen! The next day my ring finger turned blue even though I washed it about 10 times. (Strangely after writing this post I vaguely remember a similar situation before with me accidentally tasting toilet bowl cleaner....I must have repressed this memory)
So the moral of this little tale is..... well I don't know
I was not going to post this tonight as I am in a pitiful mood but I needed a little diversion from my latest tragedy of not being invited to a rather large birthday gathering (I know I need to grow up and get over it) Pray for me to know that I am God's child and I am special to Him and that is all that matters. Satan knows how to push my buttons with rejection and he has been pounding those keys furiously lately. Thank you for being a part of my own personal therapy session.... and stay away from chemicals!
Incident #1 Raining Antifreeze
So last Friday, working at the Y, I was minding my own business trying to hold down the fort for the 10 members that happen to find themselves at the Y on a Friday night at 8:30PM (single guys who worship their muscles). It is a difficult task you know... read magazine... look at clock... fold 3 towels....look at clock...talk to muscle worshipper about Avril Lavigne's new semi-softer vibe... look at clock .... wipe down treadmills... look at clock...change 4 tv's for "TV Lady"... look at clock...sit on the floor with your back on the industrial size dryer for a warm massage (my favorite)...look at clock (you get the idea...if not let me just clarify that it is very, very boring). Well at about 8:30 excitement was brewing, someone came to me to report a leak and when I went to investigate I found a yellow green liquid falling from the ceiling in the weight room. So I went to get some rags to clean it up and a bucket to put under it (now standard equipment for our new, state of the art, leaky Y). While I was calling the head honcho Fitness Director, the ceiling tile gave way under the leak! The ceiling started to rain (by this I mean pour) this weird substance I later came to understand to be coolant...antifreeze! It quickly spread all over the weight room so I did my best to contain the leak. We couldn't get anyone "in charge" to return our calls to come and fix the problem so I was kind of stuck continually mopping up the stuff as it showered from above. During this time a ton of it soaked my hair which later made my scalp burn. We finally got someone to drag themselves out to help us and they fixed the leak. I worked to get my scalp to stop burning by wetting my hair in the woman's locker room. Everything turned out okay but I full expected my hair to start falling out in clumps... which I was perfectly okay with since I already have a bad hair cut!
Incident #2- Toilet Bowl cleaner-Cheese Nips.
It started as a frustrating end to a weekend as Torrey and I made a last ditch effort to get some stuff done for the house. We purchased fencing in July, put it up and painted it. I was very proud of myself until it rained the first time. It turns out that the light green substance that we tried our best to wash off before painting was mold...and it grows through the paint! So I have been working at sanding off the old paint and mold so that we can repaint. After some hard work, I sat down for another night in front of the computer obsessing about the start of referrals with a bag of fiesta cheez-its in hand, I licked the back of my finger to get the last bit of spicy goodness off (table manners aren't rules at the computer desk). My ring finger tasted a little funny, so silly me licked it again, and one more time for good measure, still weird...spicy but very poignantly wrong! So I backtracked to where I was recently and realized that I had taken a drink at the sink before sitting down. I walked to the sink and look up to find a yellow substance leaking from the ceiling into the sink. It turned out to be toilet bowl cleaner that I accidentally knocked over upstairs in the bathroom closet while I was looking for a paint brush! It ate through the closet floor and small part of the ceiling tile in the kitchen! The next day my ring finger turned blue even though I washed it about 10 times. (Strangely after writing this post I vaguely remember a similar situation before with me accidentally tasting toilet bowl cleaner....I must have repressed this memory)
So the moral of this little tale is..... well I don't know
I was not going to post this tonight as I am in a pitiful mood but I needed a little diversion from my latest tragedy of not being invited to a rather large birthday gathering (I know I need to grow up and get over it) Pray for me to know that I am God's child and I am special to Him and that is all that matters. Satan knows how to push my buttons with rejection and he has been pounding those keys furiously lately. Thank you for being a part of my own personal therapy session.... and stay away from chemicals!
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