Hercules flushed an entire roll of toilet paper at one time. As a result my toilet exploded. There was water everywhere including but not limited to the master bath, the carpet in my bedroom, and as an added bonus...in my dish cabinet that apparently is directly underneath the master bath. I noticed the last one only after streams of water started flowing out of the cabinet doors and onto our breakfast bar and floor.
My children got home from school after I had cleaned up the mess once, and LB promptly forgot about my warning to not use my bathroom...so now...there is poop and water everywhere. Lucky Mommy that I am.
Oh, and I have been fighting the good fight and waiting patiently for the landlord to take a look at the two burners on my stove that aren't working...well, today the last two burners went out.
Please allow me to assess the current situation...I am down to one out of three toilets in working order. I have broken two plungers in my three hours of vigorous plunging activities. There is a lovely mixture of poop and water on both levels of our home. I cannot fix dinner for the kids because my stove doesn't work (this statement also applies to sterilizing baby bottles as well) and even if I could fix dinner I don't know what the hell I'd serve it on because all of my dishes have spent the day swimming in sewage.
I had to go and say that I was feeling optimistic yesterday, didn't I?